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Daddy Dearest

By: martyl40



This is the story of my daughter...and what she did to me. She had just turned 18, and was growing up to be quite a looker. I just knew she was the most popular girl in school...and I had found evidence that she was now sexually active. You know...used condom in the toilet.

I am a writer and I work from home, so one day I hear the mail fall in through the slot and I go pick it up. A bunch of bills and junk mail, with one letter addressed to me. No return address. I open it and find about a dozen colour snapshots. I look at the first one and almost fall down. I go sit down at the desk, and throw the pictures face down on top of it. I cannot believe what I had just seen. It was my daughter, Cheryl, naked, her legs spread apart with her fingers spreading her pussy lips for the camera.

I did not know what to do. Do I keep looking...or should I just throw them out. Who would send me this? Reluctantly I pick up the snapshots again and slowly go through them. The second pic is even more disturbing, it has Cheryl staring at the camera with a swollen cock in her mouth obviously having the time of her life. I want to stop....but I also want to go on. I move around in my chair and notice that I have a raging hard on. Shocked and angry with myself I put the pictures down again. I need time to think. So I walk up to the bedroom, with the pictures and lie down on the bed. I close my eyes and think.

But only one thing keeps popping up in my mind...Cheryl's luscious lips around that thick cock...and suddenly my cock is hard again. Hating myself I pick up the pictures and go through them, each picture almost worst than the previous one. One of them has the cock cumming all over her face, and that kinda pushes me over the top...I unzip my jeans and wrap my hand around my swollen member. I start to stroke myself...looking at the pictures...when suddenly the bedroom door opens and there is Cheryl. Shocked I try to hide the pics and quickly zip up my jeans.

"What are you doing, dad?

"Nothing. Get out...don't you know how to knock?" trying to sound angry, but unable not to notice that she is wearing a tiny short skirt, and a thin top with no bra.

She walks into the room and looks at the pics I had thrown on the floor.

"Daddy...what were you doing?"

"Nothing"

"Did you like those pictures, Daddy? Were you stroking your cock with those pics?" she asks innocently.

I am shocked at the language and do not know what to say. She walks up to me and sits down on the bed. She looks at the bulge in my pants and a smirk appears on her face.

"I know who sent those, Daddy"

"Who?"

"I did" she answers with a twinkle in her eye, and she proceeds to unzip my jeans and slip her hand inside, wrapping it around my thick shaft.

"This is wrong Cheryl....you cannot do this...it's wrong."

"Who says...do you really want me to stop?" she replies as she begins to stroke it.

I am torn. This feels so good...but is so wrong. But before I have time to answer she decides for me. She pulls out my cock and wraps her lips around it.

I moan out loud.

"You like this don't you? You taste so good...." when suddenly I cum in her mouth. She swallows every last drop and stands up and begins to strip.

"You are not too old to get hard again, are you daddy?"

She is fully undressed and the sight of her young naked body makes me hard again.

She climbs on top of me and straddles my face with her crotch. "Taste me, Daddy."

Unable to resist her any longer, I stick out my tongue and run it over her clit.

"Oh yeah....mmmmmhhhh...make me cum, daddy"

I insert my tongue up her soaking pussy...loving her taste...wanting her so badly. As I am eating her pussy, I feel lips around my cock and get shivers down my back. But something occurs to me...I look up and there is Cheryl's face...in ecstasy...so I quickly look down and see this gorgeous brunette looking up at me with my cock in her mouth.

"Oh daddy...let me introduce you to Crystal...I told her this would happen and she wanted to see. I guess she just couldn't just watch anymore...do you mind?"

I cannot believe what is going on...here I am eating my daughter out, while her best friend is giving me a blow job.

Do I mind??? I really should, but I answer:

"God...no...please Cheryl, Crystal....do not stop..."

And so I keep licking Cheryls pussy, as Crystal is sucking me. My tongue darting in and out, my fingers spreading her lips apart, so I can reach deeper. She is moaning louder and louder when suddenly she yells: 

"YYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSS!!" and cums all over my face. I try to swallow all of her juices, when suddenly for the second time that night, I explode. Crystal pulls it out on time and lets the cum land all over her face and tits. Cheryl gets up and sits next to Crystal, and proceeds to lick the cum off her body.

I am looking at this...and I cannot believe this is happening. Am I a bad father? 

All that I know is that I am getting hard again, looking at Cheryl licking my cum off of Crystal. And I don't care if its wrong or not anymore...its feels so good.

"Cheryl?"

She turns to me, cum dripping off her lips "Yes, Daddy?"

"I want to fuck you"

And a huge grin spreads across her face.

"Oh daddy...you don't know how long I have been waiting for you to say that."

She crawls over Crystal and straddles my body. She grabs my swollen cock and slips it inside of her. The feel of your pussy against my cock is overwhelming, and I yell out: "Oh god...baby...you feel so good!!"

She starts to move up and down my shaft, picking up the pace.

"Crystal...come over here please...let me taste that sweet pussy of yours" I manage to say in between pants.

She moves over and straddles my face, as my tongue goes to work.

"Oh...Mr. Lowe...please don't stop that..." she sighs.

Meanwhile, Cheryl is still fucking my brains out. I reach out with my hands and fondle her small, firm tits...twisting her nipples...making her yell in pain and pleasure. Her pussy still moving up and down my shaft. Feeling myself getting close to cumming, I pull away from Crystals pussy and whisper to Cheryl:

"Baby...i am going to cum soon...are you sure you want to do this?"

"More than anything, Daddy...I want to feel your cock cumming in me...I want to feel your cum dripping out of my pussy...cum, daddy...please!!"

And that word does it...my cock explodes inside of her...my body convulsing...Cheryl screaming in pleasure. I cum and cum...as if there was no end. I don't recall every cumming this hard.

I lay back on the bed...panting...so tired...so drained.

Cheryl moves off, but does not lie down. She stands up and moves so she is standing above me and Crystal. Her dripping pussy right above us.

"Would you please?" Cheryl says, not needing to say who she is talking to...both of us knowing she wants us to lick my cum from her pussy.

So we gladly do so.

Crystal and I take turns licking the dripping cum from her pussy...Cheryl moaning in pleasure. Unexpectdly this really turns me on...and I become hard again. Busy licking Cheryl, I don't notice Crystal moving over and slipping her pussy around my cock. But once she has, I grab her and push her down under me. 

I wanted to control this time.

So I push her down under me and start to fuck her hard. Real hard. My whole body getting into it. Crystal yelling out in pain, but enjoying it, not asking me to stop. Cheryl looking at us, touching herself.

"Fuck her harder, dad!!"

And I comply, fucking Crystal as hard as I have ever fucked before. Crystal screaming in pain. And then I cum inside of her...my whole body cumming...and then I fall on her. 

Exhausted.

I move around and lie down in between Cheryl and Crystal.

"God...I am so sorry. I don't know what came over me."

"What are you talking about, Daddy...how would you feel if we did this everyday?" 

Cheryl says with a grin on her face.

"Yes, Mr. Lowe...I would like that very much.." Crystal says.

What have I become...I am hating myself...but answer:

"I would LOVE that."

Daddy Dearest



About midnight I am awakened by the shaking of my bed. In the dim light I see Audra my youngest daughter at 18, home from her date, but is now removing all her clothes? 

"Audra, what is happening darling?" 

Now I am getting a bit alarmed because I sleep in the nude, and here she is (also naked) and now raising the covers to climb into bed with me.

"Daddy, please don't talk, just help me. Please?"

Although embarrassed, I sense her alarm and roll to put my arms about her only to have my insensitive cock spring to attention! "Sorry sweetheart, but your nude body against mine is very sexy and I can't help myself."

"Please don't talk Daddy, I have a problem that really needs your help. I love you Daddy!" And then she starts covering my face with little kisses, that I start returning - until a light flashes in my mind.

"Whoa, this is too much. I love you also kitten, but this is too much of a tease for this old man!" 

I roll away from my aggressive little daughter, and lie on my back with my cock tenting the covers only to have her pull the covers off, and climb on top of me straddling my body. She then slides herself downward until I feel her cunt making contact with my cock.

"Oh daddy, I really need you, please help me, don't let me suffer so," as she starts undulating her little pussy up and down my shaft making me shiver in delight. "Audra, we can't do this," not wanting it to stop, just fearing the worst.

"Help me daddy, no one needs to know, and Mama put me on the pill months ago so I could enjoy boyfriends safely." With that she moves up and puts her lips on mine and I cannot help myself, I respond and press my tongue into her mouth to feel her's dart rapidly to duel with mine. I reach down and put my hands on her ass cheeks to hold her in place; then I move my hand to feel her pussy that is now soaking wet, while she moans her pleasure from the contact into my mouth.

Breathlessly she separates slides down my body while raising hers above mine. Holding my cock in her hand, and feeling it twitch makes her snort in a giggle. 

"Oh Daddy, your so big for your bad little girl," as she directs my tip into her soaking pussy, and quickly engulfs the whole thing so that her cunt lips are now resting on my testicles. "Thank you, oh God, oh thank you lover. I need you bad!"

She then waggles her hips forcing me to gasp for air as I put my hands on her tummy. "I see you are making yourself comfortable impaled in my uuh, cock dear." 

"You betcha, and I am going (oh shit!) to do my best to give you a new meaning for getting lucky! That's it, hold me Dad!"

I feel the mussels of an experienced lady undulating about penis, and I can't help myself, and let out a soft moan of delight.

"Mmm, delicious, you feel so good and right inside me, that's it darling, lets fuck, I love it nice and slow like this. Oh Daddy, I want you so hot when you cum into me. I want to feel your hot cum drench my womb." 

"Oh God, I feel your cock so good now that we are fucking together. That's it, nice and deep. In and out, you feel so delicious."

I see her bobbing titties in the dim light. I reach for them and feel the spikes of her nipples attempting to dig into my palms.

"Ohh Daddy, I am so hot!" As she violently rotates her hips to agitate our junction! I place my hands on her ass to help synchronize, and control the intensity of her action, whereby she softly cries "fuck me, I need you!"

I feel my Baby's rhythm increasing, and I can barely hang on matching her enthusiasm while enjoying more shocks to my flesh - when her pussy starts snapping and drooling intensely. I fight the urge to ejaculate to make sure of it being 'ladies first'. She screams, her body shakes, and she collapses onto me. And I put my arms around her with my cock slowly moving inside her cunt. 

"I love you Audra" is all I can say when she looks into my eyes. I then notice tears streaming down her face.

I stop with my cock still embedded. "Did I hurt you darling?"

"Don't be silly Daddy, this is tears of joy. I have wanted to do this with you ever since I got my first 'tickle'. Now you are a problem Dad, I need to have you spurt inside me to punctuate this beautiful thing we just did." 

With that she moves up and we start kissing again (with just the tip of my cock retained). After another tongue duel she asks, "Daddy? Don't you ever get soft? What can I do for you to make you cum in my pussy? You comforted me when I really needed you; so let me be your personal fuck toy! Your wish is my command!"

With that, I remove my cock from her cunt while she rolls off me. I get up and turn on the lights while asking her to lie on her back. I move between her outstretched legs and separate the lips of her cunt, totally exposing her to me. I admire her beautiful body, and when my breath is felt on her cunt, she shivers in delight.

"Oh Daddy, you are making me hot again, and if you do be prepared to fuck me silly. Just don't leave me hanging like my asshole boyfriend did. Oh God! Your tongue feels so good. That's it, circle my clit. Oh, you are making me so wet. How about 69 so I can return your favor?"

"Some other time dear, I already have my sights set. Here we go miss juicy pussy." 

With that I raise her legs onto my shoulders, move forward and place my hard cock to the folds of her cunt while her hand separates her lips to aid penetration. I press into her willing body feeling the pudding within her vagina. She moans softly when the most sensitive region of her cunt is resting snugly against the base of my cock. We both are spasming to excite ourselves, while seeking our partner's pleasure. She has a little 'girl lost' look in her eyes as I start pumping my cock into her cunt. I remove the pressure on her legs and she removes them from my shoulders while I bend over and kiss her deeply. She is panting and moaning into my mouth. Our lips separate. I place my lips on her neck while feeling her hard nipples bite into my chest.

"Oh Daddy, I need you again. Oh fuck, you feel so damn good. I love you. Fuck meeee!"

Now I am on the way to the best fuck in my life. I can't stop sucking on her neck as I get closer and closer. I am selfishly concentrating on ejaculating into my daughters little pussy, and completely oblivious to the world around me - and cannot comprehend where our bodies end, the fusion is so intense. Now all the lights are flashing with her delightful encouragements.

"I'm cumming Daddy, please, please cum with me. I start to feel her juices soaking my testicles when she starts shaking in pleasure. I feel the hot upsurge of my cum squirting into her quivering pussy as I look into her eyes that are wildly staring at me. A big grin starts forming on her mouth as she feels squirt after squirt drenching her quivering cunt.

"Did I empty my big Daddy? Or shall we start over...I'm willing." (between huffs and puffs).

"Audra, I am not a 16 year old. Baby it will take me hours to recharge after that!"

"Believe me Daddy, I was comfy after the first time, but am always capable of being aroused – especially by you! You are the man of my dreams in the sex department, and the love of my life. Because of this understanding, I can now seek a husband to share raising a family - instead of fooling around with selfish fools that need a fast fuck, oops, just like I do." (snicker)

"Audra, you truly are a woman of the world now, and no longer a child. I love you sweetheart, and this wonderful secret that we now share. Tell me honey, how are you going to explain the hickey on your neck?"



Daddy Dearest



I had been sent on assignment to attend the showing of a new film. I told Dad that I would be spending the night in the city because the cast would be open to interviews after the movie. It didn't come off that way. Only a few of the members showed up and I really didn't get anything worthwhile so I decided to drive home after the interviews. 

Actually it was a really good show, good plot and very close to being rated an X. They touted it as an R but I was skeptical about that. Driving home I passed the time reliving the past few years of my life. Mom had been an actress of sorts. Never a headliner, but always close to it. 

She was beautiful by any ones standards and between doing movies, she would fill in modeling. That's how Brittany and I started out modeling. We are only a year apart in age and blessed with good shapes, so with a little help from mom we began making money for college by modeling lingerie for some of the more risqué catalogues that companies send out.

Both of us wear the same size clothes so we were always trading off. Both of us are blondes and have the same figures. 35C breasts, 24 inch waists and hips that are a bit large at 32 inches. Working hard, we've both been able to keep our weight at around 135 to maybe 140 tops. I'm 5'7"; she's a bit shorter at 5'6".

Anyway when mom died we had to decide between a career, and going to college. Dad was all for the college thing but we both took the other option, a career. I work a TV news show and will soon be its anchor. Brittany moved out west and began a business as a designer. With Dads financing she opened her own business and is quite successful.

Now I should explain that when our real father passed away, mom remarried after several years. Dad is some thirteen years younger than mom was and both Brittany and I really were closer to Dad than mom. She was always off to Europe or somewhere and Dad really raised us.  Mom would show up for a few weeks now and then to show her face, but it was a strained relationship. We called her "the iron butterfly." Quite frankly I suspect she cheated on Dad quite a bit because she seemed to be a bit oversexed and sometimes demanding in that department. She couldn't last too long without being fucked.

When she was home she was constantly after Dad to take her to the bedroom and to be perfectly frank, sex with her was noisy. Britt would listen to them going at it all night long and sometimes we would both sit in her bedroom and wonder what they were doing.

Sure, it was exciting just to listen and wonder what was happening, and that's when we began to confide our innermost thoughts to each other. Finally one afternoon Britt asked me to her bedroom and showed me a small hole she had made in the back of her closet.

From there you could see almost the whole master bedroom and we waited for the butterfly to drag Dad to her bed.

She was demanding. We watched, as teens often do, as they made love. Mom always strutted around play acting before they would do anything. I mean she liked to role play. But always she was a tease and would end up lying on her back with Daddy between her legs, kissing her pussy. Or that's what we thought at the time.  He would spend a good half hour doing that and all the time mom was cumming.  I mean she was really bouncing around and making all sorts of moaning and sobbing noises.  When she was satisfied, she would suck on Daddy's cock. But we really never got to see too much of that because she would be down on her knees with her back to us blocking our view.

Sometimes she would make him lay on his back and she would straddle him, facing away, then slide his cock in her and fuck herself on it while watching herself in the full length mirror on the closet door. Other times she would kneel and have Dad go up against her back side. That was when she would be the loudest.  Then there were times when she would lay on her back and put her legs on Dad's shoulders and he would go in her. But all the time she was in control, telling him what she wanted, and telling him to go deeper or faster and all that.  In the end she would always urge him to cum for her. Mostly he was supposed to finish in her but sometimes she liked him to back off and squirt on her tummy or on her back. Then she would sort of rub it over her breasts or lick her fingers.

About that time we learned about our own bodies and watching them do it was exciting, and I would leave and go back to my room and use my fingers to fuck myself.

After a while I didn't even do that. I would stay in her room and we would both masturbate until we were exhausted. I don't know what Britt was thinking about when we did that but I was always imagining that Dad was fucking me.

Anyway, Brittany had been sending Emails about her affairs and how disappointed she had become with her relationships. I had been dating and to be honest, I'd gone to bed with four or five guys I had gotten close to, but each time I would get hot enough to really cum, it turned out the same.  The guys always expected me to suck them off first. Sometimes they would cum and it would be all over and they were useless. One actually shot all over a very expensive black sheath that I was wearing after a party and I had to wash it out before sending it to be cleaned.

If they didn't cum prematurely, then it all went too fast anyway. They would finish before I was even half way ready.  I would always wait until they went to sleep and quietly masturbate until I was satisfied.

Apparently Brittany had the same experiences and she finally asked me if I remembered how mom and Dad used to always satisfy each other. Then in one of her Emails she wrote: Tiffany, I don't think I'm ever going to be satisfied.

Just because a guy is good looking, doesn't excite me anymore.  In all the times I've been fucked, not once did any of them want to go down on me and eat me or do all the things Daddy did with mom.

Have any of your dates ever spent the time to really do that? I mean eat your pussy and care about what you're feeling?  Has any guy ever made you cum by fucking you? I think sex stinks. I might even consider going to bed with a women. At least she'd know what a woman needs.

I had to agree with her. Guys were all for themselves, at least all the young guys I had dated. Even their conversations were basically "me, me, me," and rarely anything else. They were all bumbling clods. I was about to give up too.

Then it happened, and I wrote Brittany that I had finally found the perfect lover.  She decided to take a vacation and return home to meet him.

Turning the corner I arrived home and I saw Brittany's convertible in the driveway. I rushed in to greet her. She was sitting at the kitchen table chatting with Dad. 

She had found the bottle of brandy and she was slurring slightly as she stood up and cooed, "welcome home Tiffany, Dad and I have been catching up on things. Did you know he's thinking about dating again? It been almost a year and a half since mom died. About time don't you think?"

I nodded yes and changed the subject. Actually I had been trying to convince him that it was too soon to start dating.

Another hour of chit chat and Dad left for his room. Brittany took my arm and walked with me to my bedroom and closed the door. Hers was next to Dads and he might hear us.

"So tell me about this mystery man of yours. How did you meet him and is he really the super great lover that you've been looking for?"

I took a deep breath and began. "You know, I got to thinking. Britt and I came to the conclusion that we're looking for Mr. Right in the wrong age group. Older men, ones who have good marriages or have come from good marriages are better lovers. That's why they're all take. 

So I changed the way I've been thinking. Who would you think would be the best lover that we've ever known? Who do we compare our dates to? Who do we know about that we would want to clone if we could?

She looked confused, then pursing her lips as if thinking, before answering.  "Daddy." "You don't mean...You and DAD? Noooo, I don't believe it. Daddy and you. How? What happened? When? Have you actually, you know, done it?"

I didn't answer for a moment then began at the beginning.

A little more than a year ago, I was going thru some of those portfolios that we put together when we were modeling. One of the envelopes I had saved was of those the photographer had talked me into taking. You know the ones of me in the nude or that sexy baby doll outfit.  She interrupted. "You mean the flyway baby doll outfit with the silk G string bottom and shelf bra?"

I nodded yes. And went on. "Anyway I had cleaned out Dad's office and emptied his paper shredder and decided to get rid of my photos. Being in a rush I gave them to Dad and asked him to shred them for me. About a week later I was doing his office again and the shredder was still empty."

She stared at me. "He kept them? He saw you in those poses... Oh my god Tiffany they were sort of risqué."

I went on. "I know! Two or three nights later I came home from work unexpectedly and rather late. I bathed and found that baby doll outfit in the closet and put it on. God did I look hot in it. I did something stupid then. I went down the hall to say good night to Dad wearing it. I guess I wanted to see his reaction."

Her mouth aghast, Britt asked. "You wanted to have him see you in that outfit didn't you? So was he awake? Did he see you wearing it?"

"Yeah I went on, but it didn't happen exactly the way I had expected. When I got to his room, the light was on and the door ajar. Oh maybe seven or eight inches so I could see in real good. He was lying on the bed looking down at something and slowly sliding his hand up and down his cock." "Dad jerking off? She asked.

"So help me god, yes! I guess all men do it, I know women do it but to see your father doing it sort of left me dumbfounded.

"What did you do?"

"Nothing for a minute or so. I was going to sneak away but the more I watched the more excited I got. I waited hoping to see him cum but he was sort of slow. 

So I just stood there in the hallway and watched. Finally I saw his hand begin to move faster and faster as he stroked up and down. By that time I had sort of pushed my thong aside and had my fingers thrusting in and out of my pussy." "Did you see him cum?" She asked in a hushed voice.

"Not just then.  But by now I had myself really worked up and the faster he slid his hand up and down on that enormous cock, the faster I was sliding my fingers in and out of my own cunt.  He is circumcised and must have put oil or something on his hand because I could hear this sort of slippery sound each time his hand moved up and down. Finally I couldn't stop myself and I began to cum.  By then I was panting pretty loud too, and just as I felt that throbbing flutter I always get just before I cum, it happened, I lost my balance and fell forward, pushing the door open."

Brittany gasped. "He saw you?"

"Worse than that," I answered. "There I was framed in the doorway, one hand on the door frame and my other hand with two fingers plunging in and out of my soupy cunt. I squealed aloud but couldn't stop it. I was cumming and I couldn't stop myself.

Dad turned and saw me. He grabbed the sheet and pulled it over his waist but the pictures and box of tissues lying next to him flew onto the floor. We just stared at each other, panting." With her mouth aghast, Britt just stared at me.

"I was half way into the room by now and did the only thing I could think of. I began to stutter.

"It's all right Dad. I know it's hard not having anyone. We all need to do it. I do it too, almost every night. Men should cum when they need to, it's healthy and I understand." Pretty feeble but it was the only thing I could come up with.

Then, wanting to show him that I understood, I walked to the foot of the bed and took my thong off and let it fall. Looking down, I saw the pictures he had been looking at. They were of me. He had saved the ones I asked him to shred. I went on.

"Look Dad, you don't need the pictures, I'm here. Why don't we finish together? Just this once. I'm sorta hot tonight and I thought we could do it together. Just this once. You watch me finish and we can do it together."

He never said a word. He just stared at me. His eyes roamed from my face down to my exposed pussy then back up.  I stood there at the foot of the bed and started finger fucking myself again. For maybe a minute he just watched. Then he pulled the sheet off and started to slowly stroke his cock again.

My god did that turn me on. I began to really shove my two fingers in and out of my cunt at that point.  I had to spread my feet slightly but I was already wet and slippery so it was sort of easy but noisy. My fingers sort of made a thwacking sound as my hand slapped against my clit and I really started to rev up.  I couldn't take my eyes off Dads cock. He was huge and by now he was going faster as he stared at me.  "Brittany, can you imagine what it was like? I was standing in front of Dad and we were both jerking our selves off. It was fantastic."

"Go on Tiffany, did you both do it? I mean cum at the same time?"

"Not exactly. I was afraid that I was going to cum too fast, and Dad was sort of slow so I kinda urged him on."

"Come on Dad, Go faster. Just let it happen. I want to watch you spurt. Please go faster. Jerk off faster. I need to see you cum. Dad? Daddy, just think what it would feel like to have your hard cock deep inside my pussy. I'm tight and wet, and warm. Here look."

I pulled my two fingers out and lifted them to my lips. Spreading them, a cobweb of stringy girl cum, shone in the light as I put my fingers in my mouth and sucked them off.

As I slid my fingers back in my pussy he finally began to chuck his fist up and down his cock faster and faster.  That set me off. I finally had to gasp. "Dad...Daddy I'm cumming. Shoot for me. Gimmee it! Let yourself cum so I can see it! Cum for me Daddy."

That was the first time since I came into the room that he said anything.

"Oh god Tiffany, what am I doing? Honey, I'm going to....... I'm ready Tiff. I'm there!" So was I. I was panting like a horse and my fingers were a blur as my hand fluttered and my fingers stroked my G spot.  When it happened, I went over the top. His hand suddenly stopped sliding up and down and he held still for a second.  Suddenly a sort of jet of thin, almost clear cum shot out. Just a few drops in the beginning but then he suddenly erupted. A long thick stream of milky cum shot up and arched over before splattering all over his chest and abs.

My eyes must have looked like saucers and even though I was cumming, I constantly watched Daddy spurting again and again. Finally it stopped and we were both huffing and puffing. I had never had an orgasm that intense in my entire life. And I had never seen so much cum before either. He must have stored it up for weeks. The box of tissues were on the floor on the other side of the bed, so I just picked up my satin G string and moved to Dads side and cleaned off his chest and tummy. Then I gave him a kiss on the lips and left.

That night I slept with my panties on the pillow next to me. It was both of us. My own wetness mixed with his. I still have it in my top dresser drawer and when I feel horny; I take it out and remember the moment.

Brittany looked at me. "So that's it? You never did that again?"

I smiled. "That was only the beginning. For three days we sort of avoided each other. What could we say really?"  Then on Friday night I got up the courage to start it up again. "Want to help me out tonight Daddy? I'm lonesome and sort of...well you know. Please Daddy. Just one more time. Could we do it again? You know sort of help each other out. Pleeeese?"

"No honey. That was an accident. It was wrong but we did it and it's done."

I put on my best pout and kept begging. "Maybe just me this time. You could help me cum and just watch maybe. Could we do that?"

He was thinking of an answer when I took his hand and led him to my bedroom. 

After a little argument, I had Dad down to his shorts. He wouldn't go any further than that.

I was already excited and began to get that twitching feeling between my legs. I lay down on my back and had him lay next to me. He hesitated as if wondering what to do. 

I began stroking the outside of my pussy and twisted towards him, and taking his hand, placed it on my breast. I guess old habits never die. He knew what I needed.

Pushing me back he leaned over me. I closed my eyes and felt his warm breath as it brushed across my nipple. That sudden rush of sensations flooded my pussy. 

It was almost as if there were some magical connection between my nipples and my cunt. I squirmed and waited.  Suddenly his hot mouth closed over my breast. His teeth trapped my nipple and gently raked over it. I held my breath and finally let out a little moan. He was doing it. Just as I remember him doing to mom.  My hand speeded up and my body shook. When he began to suckle my nipple, dragging his tongue around the swollen auricle I was deliriously close to my first orgasm.

Slowly I felt his hand slide down my tummy and come to rest atop my own hand. He moved it aside and replaced it with his own. His fingers began to play. He was masturbating me. I reached up and clutched at his back.

"More! Oh god Daddy that feels so good. Do more. I want it. Help me Daddy I want to finish a hundred times tonight. Make me cum for you. Please?"

Warm fingers strummed up and down the valley of my pussy. Sometimes they paused to stroke around and over my swollen clit, sometimes delving into my oozing vagina. 

His fingers searched for my G spot, and finding it, he sort of clamped his thumb over my clit while his other fingers caressed within.

I couldn't breathe. I was gasping for air. My ass began bucking up and down trying to fuck his hand. I was frantic and on impulse I slid my hand under his hips and searched for his cock.

Perhaps he couldn't stop himself, or perhaps he just surrendered to his need. I don't know but when my hand wrapped around his growing shaft, he moved slightly to one side giving me more room to move.

I came. Oh my god did I ever come. I arched my back and squealed aloud. "Daddy, I'm cumming. I am. Yes, OOOOooh yeah I'm cumming Daddy."

I thought he would stop but by now I had his cock firmly locked in my grip and I was squeezing and kneading it until it was almost fully erect.  Finally his mouth left my nipple and he panted. "More Tiffany?  Does my little girl need more? Would you like to feed Daddy? Here, just spread a little wider and Daddy will show you."

He was going to do it. In my wildest dreams I had hoped but never really thought it would happen. He pulled his fingers from my pussy and replaced them with his lips. 

If I had thought his fingers were miraculously talented, his tongue was even better. How he did it I'll never know.

Parting my labia with his fingers, his hot breath gave warning of what he was going to do. Lapping the hot membranes of my splayed opening, his tongue flickered up and down. Now stabbing in and fluttering, now drawing out and sweeping its way up my clit.  The tip of his tongue wiggled between the soft sheath that hid it and forced it back. His lips pursed and he gently drew it into his mouth. Now his tongue fluttered like butterfly wings over it and I screamed.

I never thought I could do it but I ejaculated. I felt myself go completely submissive. My cunt contracted hard and something deep inside seemed to burst.

My body quaked and shuddered. My ass began to tighten up, and then relax, over and over again. It was almost as if my whole body was reacting. My nipples were on fire, my face was flushed and my pussy was convulsing as my legs began to quiver.




Daddy Dearest



"Oh god Tiffany did you really squirt in Dads mouth?" Britt asked.

"Not really. When I was done Dad lifted up and his face was covered with that stuff that comes out when you get really excited, but it was just that. Nothing more."

"What did he say? I mean was he upset or anything?"

"Nooo, I don't think so. He actually ran his tongue around his lips as if he liked it." But by then I was completely out of control. 

His cock had continued to grow and now felt hot and smooth in my fist. While we tried to catch our breath, I sort of began jerking him off. Not really hard, because he was sort of dry but then I let my fingers play with the very top of his cock and he began oozing pre-cum. 

That made it easier. I smeared it all along his cock and worked on that ridge just under its head. "That's when he stopped fighting me Brittany, and he just lay back trying to catch his breath.

I hooked my thumbs under the waistband of his shorts and pulled them off. He just stared at the ceiling and said nothing. Not even when I put my face over his cock, opened my mouth, and began running my tongue up and down the underside of his prick.

For some reason this seemed the most natural thing in the world to do. I wanted it. I actually wanted to suck him off. I needed to let him know how much we both needed each other and I really hoped he would cum in my mouth."

By now Brittany's eyes were glazed over. Her hand was under her waistband and the top buttons of her jeans were open. She was fingering herself as she listened. 

"Did he cum in your mouth?" She asked. "No. I did everything I thought he would like but I couldn't take him all in because he got too big and hard and I started to gag a little. Finally I had to let him slip out of my mouth and I jerked him for a while as I begged him to cum for me.

"Please Daddy. Please cum. Let it go for me and shoot. Oh god Daddy I need for you to cum. Help me. Help me please?"

I took his hand and put it over mine and for a few seconds I used both our hands to work his cock up and down. Finally I let him go and he continued to stroke. Just like the other time I watched and kept encouraging him to finish.  "Faster Daddy. Go faster. You want to cum for me don't you? I want to see you shoot! Just let yourself go Dad. Shoot for me again. I want it bad!"

Suddenly he turned his head and looked at me. His hand became a blur as he thwacked his cock up and down until he suddenly gasped.  "Going to cum Tiff. I'm close. Oh shit, here it comes!"

That was what I wanted. What I had waited for. I needed to hear him say those words and I pushed his hand away and grabbed his cock with mine. Opening my mouth I thrust down and felt the head of his cock slip between my lips.  Actually I didn't feel the spurting very much. Just the sensation of my mouth being filled. Not hot or cold, just the slight pulsing sensation on the top of my tongue as spurts of his cum shot in. My own saliva filled my mouth along with his load and I was forced to swallow."

I continued. "Until that moment I had never actually swallowed. But once I felt the thick fluid flow down my throat I was elated. 

It was almost intoxicating. It was the most intimate thing you could imagine Britt. I needed it all and began to suck hard while sliding my thumb up the underside of his cock. When I could get no more, I let him go."

He was breathing hard when he spoke. He wasn't looking at me but staring up at the ceiling again. 

"You're so much like your mother. So much like her.  But Tiffany, we can't be doing this. It's not natural."

That panicked me. I didn't want to hear that.  Again I started my "We need each other," story. Finally he agreed but finally I had gotten past the mutual masturbating stage. We began doing each other. Then about a month later I took another big step. 

He had already made me cum six or seven times and I lay panting next to him. Now it was my turn and as always he was on his way to having a really hard erection.  "Let me try something a little different," I began. Let me straddle you and sit on your knees and jerk you off with both hands."

Reaching over I put lube on the palms of both hands and began to sliding them up and down his cock.  "Close your eyes Daddy. I want you to just feel what I'm doing and you tell me when its time and I'll catch it. OK?"

He nodded and I began. But when he got really big and stiff, I inched my way up until his cock was just in front of my pussy and I rocked forward on my knees and tilted his shaft back sliding it in.

Knowing he would fight me, I leaned forward and locked my heels under the calves of his legs. He couldn't get me off unless he was able to roll me over on my side.

As soon as he realized what I had done he thrust up trying to dislodge me. But all he accomplished was to thrust his hard cock still deeper into my pussy. 

My god did he feel good. Some say that the best sex is in your mind. Well perhaps that's true, but at that moment, I had the fattest, hardest cock in the world trapped in my pussy and it was my fathers. I got that giddy feeling again and began thrusting.

He still tried to get me off but the more he thrust up, the deeper his cock would go, and finally we both got in sync. 

He would heave up and I would push down. At last he gave up. I think the feeling of my cunt throbbing and pulsating around his cock finally got to him.

Thinking it was safe to let go and sit up, I pushed away from him and began lifting and dropping down on his hot pole. God he was hard.

I never thought it could feel this good. I began taking long slow strokes and sometimes actually lifting completely off him.  I reached behind my ass and kept my hand on his balls and each time he'd pulled out, I'd quickly get him back in. I discovered three things that night.

First. I loved the feeling when he pulled out and thrust back in. A sort of stretching feeling that would tug at my clit. Second I found that I could cum by being just fucked and I didn't need to play with my clit. And last... When he comes, his balls seem to pull tight up against his crotch. It was a dead giveaway that he was going to explode.

Later I had to assure him that it was perfectly safe. I was protected.  That evening led to more adventurous things. We began watching porn videos together and although he never suggested anything different, I sure did. I wanted to try everything and he never said no.

During my time of the month. We would fuck in the shower with me leaning against the wall and the warm water flowing over our heaving bodies. Or I would kneel on the bed or over the kitchen counter and he would fuck my ass.

At other times we would try different positions, or sometimes it was a contest to see how many times we could cum. There I had him at a disadvantage. 

When he got me really hot, I could almost always finish nine or ten times before becoming too numb to go on. His limit was three times but he was getting easier to get off each night.

Sometimes I'd kneel on the bed and watch him drive his shaft deep into me. Listening to the thwack, thwack thwacking sound as his thighs slapped against my ass.  There I had him at a disadvantage. When he got me really hot, I could almost always finish six or seven times before becoming too exhausted to go on. His limit was three times but he was getting easier to make finish each night.

Even when he had finished a couple of times he could still keep it up and those were the times that I would get on top. In his room I would face that big mirror like mom did and watch his big cock moving in and out of my pussy and I'd go wild.  But best of all was when I was on my back, watching his face as he got ready to cum. Sometimes even holding my boobs tight around his cock as he slid back and forth between them. Then I'd push my chin down to my chest and make him finish in my mouth.  As I continued to tell her what had happened, Brittany suddenly threw her legs wide and cried out.  "Ohmygod, Ohmygod, I'm cumming. Yes, oh yessssss it's a strong one Tiff. My god, sis, hold me! I'm so fucking hot I can't stop it. Yeah oh yeah it's so fucking good."

Later that night we slept together and it was the first time I made love with a woman, my sister.

The next morning we lay there, in my bed and she turned to me and asked: Do you think Dad would fuck me? I mean it's still in the family and all. Could you ask him?"

She was my sister and because of that I almost had to ask, but I never liked competition very much. So we discussed it very discreetly over breakfast that morning and things were settled.

During our next Ahem, family interlude, I would bring up the possibility of inviting Brittany into our little arrangement and making it a more interesting passtime, while Brittany searched for an older more experienced man of her own. 

Daddy reluctantly agreed, with several provisos. And so it was that Daddy would take care of both of us and we would take care of him.......... 

Next a ménage a trios. Part II.



Daddy Dearest



At the age of 48 Mark knew that he had it made. He had a middle management position within a well known software company, complete with large salary, benefits and a secretary. But this comfortable setup wasn't his greatest achievement. Nor were his looks. Although standing at 6'1, weighing in at a toned 180lbs, with short brown hair that hadn't thinned or greyed, he wasn't bad looking. His most impressive asset was his thick, uncut 13 inch cock.

His large cock had been a source of embarrassment as a young boy, until he realised what it meant. His freakishly large penis could get him any woman he wanted, not to mention satisfy said women. That was why he fucked his way around every slut he could in college. At the age of 26 he did settle down though, with a stunning blonde named Marie. She was the perfect trophy wife in every way, tall, blonde, big tits and a bit dizzy. She also gave birth to two sweet daughters for him, though sadly passed away at the birth of the second.

Mark smiled at the thought of his daughters, now 20 and 18. As his office chair bobbed slightly he pictured them both in his mind, two angels just like their mother. He was jerked out of his reverie though with a grunting noise.

He opened his eyes and was greeted with the welcome sight of his secretary's large tits bouncing in front of his face. She was currently impaling herself upon his mighty sword and grunting loudly with each stab up into her pussy. Her face was a mix of pleasure and pain as the massive cock stretched her hole to breaking point.

Mark grinned at her and held onto the arms of his chair as he slammed his hips up to meet her down thrust. As she gasped in delight he began to rhythmically pound her from beneath, causing her to throw her head back and scream as she reached her climax before him.

He pulled out of her stretched pussy and pushed her onto the floor in front of him. He then stood up and started to jerk his 13 inch prick in her face, finally reaching his orgasm with a blast of cum that splattered her pretty face and glasses. "Get cleaned up and then you can go home" he said to her, already turning away to clean his cock.

When Mark got home that evening his cock was throbbing again, his large balls refilled with cum and desperate for a release. He had been horny all day knowing the evening that lay ahead of him, hence the quickie with his secretary. He opened the front door to his home, announced is arrival and set down his suitcase. He was about to head upstairs to change when he was stopped in his tracks.

In front of him stood a vision. She was about 5'6 with long toned legs that went up to a slender torso which held large D cup breasts. She was wearing white stockings, 4 inch white heels and a white see through negligee. The outfit was completed by her light make-up and loose blonde hair. "Hi Daddy"

Sarah, his eldest daughter stood before him managing to look both like an angel and the devil at the same time. She had been away at college but had now returned home for the summer break. Mark had been horny awaiting her arrival for weeks and had taken to fucking every piece of skirt he could (usually his ever eager secretary Gill, but that's another story).

He covered the distance between himself and Sarah in 3 strides and crushed his mouth to hers. They came together in a vortex of passion, grabbing each other and each racing to be the first to put their whole tongue into the others throat. When they finally came apart Mark hugged his daughter. "I've missed you so much baby"

Sarah giggled, "I can feel Daddy" she said as she rubbed her hand along the bulge in his pants. "I hope my stallion daddy has been able to cope with me gone for so long. I imagine there are plenty of very satisfied women around here when I'm gone".

"You have no idea baby. But now we can get back to how things should be for this summer. I see you found the outfit I laid out. You look stunning sweetie. So adorable. So fuckable". 

Sarah blushed and looked down. She had been fucking her father since she was 16 and was now a highly experienced slut who stood at his disposal whenever she was at home. But despite their 4 years of debauchery, her father still made her blush and go weak at the knees. She knew this was because of her slightly submissive personality which was amplified whenever he was around. In four years he had turned her from blushing beauty to submissive slut who constantly craved his powerful cock.

Mark slid his hands over her young, toned body and groped to his content. He finally cupped her chin gently and looked deep into her eyes. "Are you ready baby?"

She knew what he was really asking. Was she ready to resume her role, to slip into that mindset, to become his servant. She nodded slowly, nervous, as she always was at this moment. She took a step back and sank to her knees, keeping her eyes locked on his. "I am yours Daddy. Yours to use as you see fit. Yours to have worship your cock."

Mark grinned at his daughter. So sweet, so innocent looking. He unzipped his fly and pullout his cock. It hung half hard at 10 inches. Sarah's eyes never left it as he stepped forward. He grabbed her by her long blonde mane and yanked her head back. "Beg for it!"

She looked up, her eyes watering at the painful grip on her hair. "Please Daddy, please let me suck your cock. I'll be your good little cocksucker, let me show you", she begged. She looked at him with pleading eyes, and finally he released her.

She immediately leaned forward and grabbed his cock and started jerking it slowly. Her small hands wrapped around what she could as she stroked her father's weapon, making sure she looked in his eyes as she did so, as she'd been trained. She leant forward and stuck out her pink tongue, licking the head in slow circles before kissing the tip.

Her puckered lips stayed on his cock and parted to slide over the head, sucking it into her warm mouth. She kept up her tongue swirls as she slid her hot lips up and down the end of his cock, teasing her father with her mouth. "Jesus you're good at that baby. I think that's what I missed most about you. Your sweet little mouth".

With that he grabbed the back of her head and slammed his hips forward, forcing his shaft to slip deeper into her mouth. She gagged as the head hit the back of her mouth and looked up in fear as he grinned down at her, slamming forward again, pushing his mighty tool into her throat, and producing further gagging sounds. He chuckled and repeated the motion, causing her head and neck into an awkward angle so it could accommodate the invading cock into her throat. This stroke, however, meant that his thick cock was filling her whole mouth and throat, cutting off air.

Mark looked down at his slut and saw the rising panic. He could almost read her thoughts. Would this be the time her father went too far? Would he be so lost in his own pleasure that he forgot the effect on her? Would she choke to death on a 13 inch cock? 

He smiled as she began to push against him, trying to get free. Her throat had been filled for a whole minute and she was getting scared. He pushed her down so she was lying on the floor beneath him with his cock still jammed down her neck. He held her hands and laughed as she tried to squirm free. Tears began rolling down Sarah's cheeks as her eyes pleaded with her father. As she was looking at him, a figure appeared over his shoulder. It was her sister Jean.

She tried her best to cry out to Jean but only produced a heavily muffled grunt. Then she noticed her sister was smiling. She was also wearing very little and started massaging her father's back as he pinned Sarah down. Jean grinned down at her sister with a sinister look on her face. "Poor big sis. Can't breathe for the cock. I thought a slut like you would enjoy such a situation. Still, it's almost over for you".

Sarah's eyes, wide with panic, sought out her father's. They were cold and hard looking back at her as her vision and hearing began to get fuzzy. She struggled under her father's bulk to no avail. She felt the darkness creeping in as her father looked down resolutely and her sister gleefully. Finally everything went dark.

When she woke up Sarah noticed her hands and feet had been tied together, then they had been tied to a post of her father's bed. As she woke fully she heard grunts of pleasure and the slapping of flesh. She struggled to her knees and was shocked at the sight which greeted her on the bed.

Her father, her mighty dominant with his huge horse cock, was meekly lapping at her sister's pussy as she read a magazine. This was the total opposite to what she was accustomed. She watched as her little sister ordered her father how to please her and then actually mocked his cock!

Jean spotted her sister waken and set down her magazine. "How are we my little slut? Tired? Sore? Craving more cock?" She grinned at her older sibling and held her father's head tight against her mound and started riding his face, hard. She thrust her pelvis into his face over and over, humping her way to her orgasm which came violently, causing her to scream out and clench her thighs around her father's head.

When she came down from her climax she patted her father on the head and smiled at him, "Good boy". Jean looked up at her older sister and shook her head at the expression on Sarah's face. She seemed so stunned. The worthless whore had been obeying her father all these years, not knowing it should have been the other way around. Jean had quickly subdued her father and reversed the roles while Sarah had been away. She had turned her father into more of a submissive than he had ever managed with his oldest daughter. He was more content and happy now than ever before with a mistress to serve. And he served her well with his huge cock.

Lying face down on the bed he knew what was going to happen. Jean had ordered it and so he would obey. Knowing only a short time ago he would have been the one thinking up scenarios for his daughters instead of the other way around. But he had gone too far now. He was committed to Jean and her twisted philosophies. In truth his youngest daughter scared him. Although to the outside world he was the same relaxed stud he was before, in her presence he was terrified.

Jean lay back on the soft pillows and gestured to Sarah. "Begin". This simple command caused Mark to sit up and move across the bed to his other daughter, grasping her and pulling her onto the bed, using the ropes to tie her struggling body in place. Sarah was left on her back, legs open and spread, unable to close them. She looked at her father and begged him to let her go, to explain, to take charge and right the situation. This only caused Jean to smile ominously.

Jean crawled over to her sister and sat on her face, forcing her to lick her pussy. At the same time Mark lined his massive cock up at her hole and plunged in. Sarah screamed into her sister's bald cunt as her father brutally fucked her, ripping her pussy open and bruising her terribly. She felt him force deep into her, past her pussy and up into her cervix. Her eyes were wide with pain as she felt his mighty cock invade her chest cavity, so deep it pressed on her organs if he thrust.

At a command from Jean, Mark stopped. "Now sister dear, have you ever measured 13 inches up from your pussy? Do you realise how far up your chest that cock can go? If daddy dearest forces it, his cock can ram high enough to do serious damage to that body of yours. Serious damage." She smiled down at her terrified sister then leant over her trembling body and kissed her father deeply.

When she broke the kiss she looked back down at Sarah. "I'm sorry sis. You clearly aren't strong enough to survive in this world if you are stupid enough to obey a man." She looked at her father and nodded solemnly, "Do it".

Mark nodded in a resigned manner. He was terrified as his daughter was at what was going to happen, but was unable to disobey Jean, his 18 year old Daughter and owner. With a grunt he began slamming into Sarah's fragile body. His massive cock penetrated deep and stretched wide as he rammed her as hard as he could. Jean was urging him on, crying out as she watched the horrible scene unfold before her. She urged her father on as he brutally fucked the life out of Sarah.

Sarah screamed at first, then cried, then grunted, and finally started to gasp and make strange sounds in her throat as her organs were crushed by the pounding of her father's cock. She began to slip away as her father slammed into her again and again. He looked into the eyes of his youngest daughter as he killed his oldest. When he looked down again Sarah lay limp.

He looked up at Jean, lost and afraid. She beckoned him with a finger and he followed obediently. He lay down on his back with his huge cock now harder than ever standing up in the air. Jean clambered over and sat on it, impaling herself again and again. She rode him hard until they were both grunting towards their climax.

"Yes daddy, come for me. Come deep in my pussy. Fill me with your seed you daughter murderer."

Mark was sent over the edge. He came hard and blasted the inner walls of his daughter's pussy with his largest ever load. This in turn caused her to spasm on his cock.

When they both came down from their high they began laughing. All the tension and stress and pretty much everything had faded away in their fuck session and they looked over at Sarah who had one eye open. "Am I alive yet?" This spawned another round of giggles between the three.

"OK Daddy that was one great fantasy. I get to choose next"

"Sure thing sweetie, but get changed now because you're mom will be home soon. You too Sarah"



Daddy Dearest



Introduction

** Chat Open ** 

Daddy123 > Nice to see you again.. have you thought about my offer?

RedAngel > I have.... 

Daddy123 > and.. 

RedAngel > When does the plane leave? :p

Daddy123 > As soon as your ready

Daddy123 > Remember there is no going back from this.. :)

RedAngel > I know...

Daddy123 > Be ready in an hour

** Chat Closed **

Chapter One

I can't believe I am actually doing this.

I thought as I shoved clothes and personal items into a bag. 

We have never even met in person what if he doesn't like me...

My mind trailed off thinking of the times he had seen my pale skin on his web-cam. His brown eyes staring at my body asking me to stand up so he could observe my height and weight. Daddy, as I was informed to call him, told me he was very picky in the slaves that he chooses.

I came back to reality, a smile on my face, and tied up my strawberry blonde hair. I turned off all the lights as I scrambled to throw on my coat. I pushed all my bags out the door and turned around to lock it. I quickly grabbed my luggage and ran down the stairs, the suitcases thudding all the way down. I passed the landlords door and slipped my last months rent and a note apologizing for my sudden departure and the state of my apartment.

I headed down the last two flights of stairs to the cab waiting outside. I pushed the lobby door open with my back and dragged my stuff in front of me. The cold September air caught me by surprise. Detroit never seemed to get warm enough. I took a deep breath and glanced around at the surrounding apartments, taking it all in for the last time. I heard a dog bark in the distance, and a smile spread across my face. I knew Daddy was a doctor so he had to live in better conditions than this place that I called home for two years. 

As the trunk slammed shut and brought me back from my dream like state the cabby got back into the car and looked at me from the rear-view mirror.

I spoke quietly, surprised when I heard my voice crack

" Detroit Airport, Please." 

The man started the meter and drove slowly out of the building parking lot. I looked around for the last time and let out a deep breath. 

We drove in silence. I slipped on my I pod headphones and thought about all the stuff I was leaving behind. It was just as Daddy instructed. Your clothes, laptop and a few personal affects. Nothing else. I couldn't believe that it was actually happening. The Daddy I had grown to love over the last six months was ready for my to be with him 

"That'll be 22.60" 

The cab driver stated; interrupting my thoughts. 

I handed him the cash and slid out, headphones still in my ears. I loved this song, everything seemed to be going perfectly I looked at the rather large airport and took another deep breath. I heard the trunk slam once again as the cab driver handed me my luggage. I waved goodbye to him like he was a good friend and hesitated leaving until I could no longer see the yellow car. 

I turned around and headed into the glass doors and to the flight counter. The friendly travel clerk behind the desk greeted me.

"Hello, How may I help you today?" she said as she smiled.

"I should have tickets waiting for me, 'Sara Doucette,' to Seattle."

I stood there with my luggage, with a pit in my stomach, as she tapped on her keyboard. Finally she looked up and the smile returned to her face. 

"One way ticket to Seattle, Oh! They are boarding now, you better hurry. I will call them and let them know you are on your way."

I thanked her as she printed the ticket and handed it to me pointing me in the direction of where I was to go. I rushed off as I heard her talking on the phone. 

I hurried through baggage check and then through security, I ran down to my platform where another smiling flight attendant welcomed me aboard. I took a deep breath and sighed in relief. Daddy would have been real angry if I would have missed my flight. I continued down the aisle until I came to my seat. The attendant helped me put my carry-on in the upper compartment and I settled into the window seat. I let out a huge sigh and thought No turning back now.

It was not long until I dozed off. I hated the feeling air planes gave me as they landed and departed, and when my eyes finally opened the planed was touching down. 

"Welcome to Seattle" The computerized voice announced from the speaker above my seat. 

I took my time getting off the plane, pretending to be still asleep, than having troubles with the overhead compartment until I was the last one left on the plane. I knew it would only be minutes until my new life would begin. I walked down the long hall of different platforms and stopped in one of the restrooms. I stood there, hands leaning on the counter, staring into the mirror. You could see the faint purple under my eyes from the lack of sleep over the last week. Daddy was constantly asking for me to come and be with him but I was always to afraid to admit that this was what I wanted. 

I turned on the water and splashed my face. My hands were shaking and I felt like I was going to get sick. I had to get myself under control, I wanted to be beautiful when Daddy and I first met. I took one last look in the mirror and threw my carry-on over my shoulder. I walked out of the bathroom and continued down the hall and down the stairs to the baggage claim. 

I had never been more nervous in my entire twenty-one years of my life. I took a deep breath and headed for my luggage. The crowd had thinned and I was pretty sure I noticed Him from the corner of my eye but I pretended not to. I just stood there with my arms in front of my holding my bag watching luggage pass until mine would show. All the while, trying the listen to the noises and movements behind me.

I felt a presence behind me but I did not turn around. Daddy had told me never to look anywhere but down when confronted by him, unless instructed otherwise. I felt to strong hands go over my shoulders but I could not help but smile. 

He smelt of the most amazing cologne and I could feel the warmth of his breath as he whispered into my ear.

"Why are you so happy?"

I took a moment to reply

"Because I am here with you. May I turn around?" I asked 

"Yes, Sara, you may" He replied

I turned slowly but kept my eyes on the ground. I wanted to look at his face so badly it hurt. He reached out, lifted my chin and looked directly into my eyes. I don't know what he saw but he smiled, pulled me close to him, and kissed me hard. I almost stopped breathing and my knees began to shake. He slid one of his hands down my back and pulled me closer pressing his body firm against mine. I could feel his hardness against my stomach. I couldn't help but look down. He grabbed my hair and pulled my face close to his, kissing me once more then pushing me away. I stepped back looking down, regaining my balance. 

"I have your luggage, lets go" He ordered sternly.

I walked slowly behind him wondering if I had upset him. We walked out of the airport, the air slightly warmer then when I entered, though my face was as red as if I was walking in the arctic. He threw my luggage in the trunk of his silver sedan, turning to me and pulling my carry-on off of my shoulder and adding it to the other two suitcases. He closed the trunk, it was a lot quieter then my cab drivers yellow piece of junk. 

He turned to me and instructed that I face the passenger side door and wait for him. I did as I was told, as I listened to him open and close the car doors. Soon he was behind me, he covered my eyes with a blindfold and tied my hands behind my back. He moved me slightly to the left, holding my arm for balance. I heard the door open and he gently placed me in my seat and fastened my seat belt. I heard him get into his seat and the light purr of the engine as he started the car. The car was on its way to its destination, my new home. 

"How was your flight" He asked. 

"Fine" I replied in almost a whisper. 

"What is wrong my sweet angel?" He questioned. Noticing how quiet I had become, "are you scared?" He teased. 

I shook my head yes, I had never felt so unsure. I did not know if I had done something wrong and Daddy always warned me that punishment was never something he took lightly. 

"Daddy, did I do something to upset you?" I whispered almost flinching. 

I heard him shift his weight, 

"If you mean by making me the happiest man on earth, then sure." He joked. 

"No Hun, you did nothing wrong, why do you ask?" He said softly.

"No reason" I replied.

Daddy didn't like it when you spoke 'half truths' he called them. I felt the tension in the air as soon as I said it and I felt his body getting closer to mine. I realized he had pulled over and turned the ignition off. Then I felt his hand grab my hair as he pulled my head back as far as it could go exposing my neck. He kissed it softly.

" I will ask you again, why did you think you did something wrong? Next time I won't be so nice." He warned.

"At the airport, when you pushed me away..." I replied my speech breaking up in fear of his response. 

He sighed,

"You didn't expect me to have my first encounter with you at the airport did you?" He asked.

I shrugged my shoulders unable to speak. I had always thought he would take what he wanted when he wanted it. No matter where we were. In almost sync with my thoughts he spoke,

"I am not saying public is off limits by no means, there will be plenty of that." 

I shuddered at the thought of being publicly humiliated, he continued, 

"But I want you to myself first, get us nice and comfortable together." He chuckled. 

He shifted away from me and the car started up once again. We continued driving for what felt like forever. Finally the car came to a stop and everything was quiet. He reached over and undid my seat belt, and untied my blindfold. He Smelled so good it brought another smile to my face. He looked at me expecting and explanation.

"You smell good" I responded. 

He smiled back and after another gaze into his eyes and my sight moved to the shifting trees. Then I realized we must be here, I looked around adjusting to the light and the new surroundings. It was starting to get dark and the solar lights were starting to glow on the edge of the driveway that twisted out of sight. The house was large, almost looked like a mansion. I guessed there were three floors and a basement. The house looked the size of my whole apartment building. This got me a little excited as I looked around further. I read the number 27 on the house but I had no idea what street we were on. He looked at me puzzled, trying to figure out my reaction.

"Its beautiful." I said before he could ask.

He smiled and got out of the car. A few seconds later he was pulling me out and leading me towards the door. 

"I'll get your stuff later." he spoke as he unlocked the door. 

I took a deep breath as the door slammed behind me. Looking around I became overwhelmed with the space before me. Daddy dropped the keys in the bowl on the stand next to the door, and slipped off his shoes. I copied his actions and slid my shoes off lining them up as perfectly as possible with my foot, distracted by my current actions I didn't realize He was watching me. I looked up and before I had time to say anything he was pushing me toward the two story stair case.

We headed up the stairs in silence, my eyes darting from wall to wall. He didn't have any pictures of other people, just what seemed to be great works of art. He led me to a room at the end of the hall and to the right, and opened the door.

"This will be your room." He stated. 

I stared at him with a questioning look on my face, he must have read the confusion and said

"You didn't think you would be staying with me, did you?"

I could feel my cheeks getting red and hot, embarrassment overcoming any confidence I had to speak. 

"Being with me is a treat, you will stay with me when you deserve to stay with me. However, what I meant this room to be for was your things, so don't get all scared on me, I haven't even done nothin' yet." He chuckled, shaking his head.

I took a deep breath and smiled, trying to show him I was just taking everything in. I looked around at what was now my new room and noticed the walls were a soft green and the bed was no bigger than a double. The bedspread was white with soft pink flowers and all the furniture looked brand new. Some of the expensive looking paintings hung on the wall, the room was quite exquisite. I turned to him and nodded in approval suddenly feeling shy and looked down at his feet.

He sighed, grabbed my arm and lead me out of the room to the room across the hall. He took a chain from around his neck that contained two keys. He took one and unlocked the door, opening it to reveal a dark room, what seemed to be the exact opposite to the previous revelation. All the furniture was a black wood, the bed was a grand king sized bed with a four post frame. The walls were white but the curtains completely blacked out any light from the outside. 

He walked away from me and turned on a faint lamp, he then slipped the keys back over his neck. He tucked the chain under his shirt and walked behind me. I stood there unsure what to expect, I felt his hand reach up to my hair as he pulled the elastic band that had held it in place and moved my hair to one side. He bent down and kissed my shoulder up to my neck. I felt weak all over, and before I could think what he would do next, he pushed me to the end of his bed forcing me to bend over, his one hand holding me down by my tied arms and the other undoing his belt. 

I closed my eyes, my heart racing, I couldn't believe it was happening already Daddy was going to take me for the first time. This was it the thought was already making me wet and my breathing began to intensify. He started to pull down my jeans when the sound of a pager loudly interrupted. I felt the pressure of his hand release from my back as he grabbed the device from the night stand and looked at it. He pulled up his pants and redid his belt. Then he continued to untie my hands, he told me to sit on the bed. I did as instructed and rubbed my wrists where the rope had burned a dark red line into my pale skin. 

"I have to go to work, the page was from the hospital. They are having a huge emergency and its 'all hands on deck.' I probably won't be back for a couple of hours. I will get you your luggage, and when I get back I expect your stuff to be put away, you to be showered, and dinner on the table. We will continue where we left off before you go to sleep tonight. See you later dear, I am so glad you finally came to your senses and joined me, but I have to go, 'till then you have some work to do."

He looked at me waiting for my reply, I was to busy thinking about all I had to do to realize he was waiting, when I came back to, he looked slightly angry.

"Oh, yes Sir. Sorry I was thinking about the tasks at hand. Is there anything you would prefer to have for dinner?" I asked.

"Anything you make should be fine." he stated as he was gathering his things from the night stand.

I followed him down the stairs to the front door, moments later he handed me my luggage and kissed the top of my head. He said goodbye and headed for his car. I watched him drive away, wondering how far away from the hospital he was. Feeling proud knowing Daddy was on his way to save a life. I dragged my luggage inside, closed and locked the door, and got ready to explore the rest of the mansion before me. 



Daddy Dearest



I had two overriding thoughts upon the unexpected arrival of my ex at my apartment door that night, bearing gifts. One, why? Two...is she putting on weight?

Kay looked beautiful, I had to admit. Never one for much makeup, at least around me, her lips were painted bright red and I even detected a hint of green eyeshadow. But more than anything there was this...radiance about her. She positively sparkled.

Without so much as a hello she handed a brown paper sack across to me. It was heavy. And cold. Bottles rattled.

"Here. I brought you something."

"Thanks. I...wasn't expecting you. I..."

"Is it a bad time?" But she was already inside, tossing her shoulder bag on the nearby couch, then giving her long mane of dark brown hair a toss as well.

"Not at all. I mean..." I wasn't sure what I meant. "Have you eaten? I already sort of..."

"Don't worry about it. I'm not hungry. I'll take one of those, though," she said, pointing at the sopping paper bag. She'd already planted her bottom on my ratty, second-hand couch. Funny, when I first met Kay, aged 21, just finishing college, she'd never had a beer before in her life. Now, however...

She brought a sixpack. Imported. Expensive. What's the occasion, I wondered. And why I asked myself again, was she here? I hadn't had so much as an email from her in months. I'd stopped emailing her. She never replied. It broke my heart. Well, no, my heart was already broken...

"Need a glass?" (I wondered if my hard-on showed.)

"Bottle's fine."

I brought two of the heavy bottles and handed one over. I remained standing, my bottle held out in midair, the gesture of a toast. But Kay ignored me and took a swig.

"Take a seat," she said, wiping from the corner of her mouth some escaped foam. "You're making me nervous."

Nervous? Kay? I was the one who was nervous! Nevertheless, I promptly sat.

"And what's with the painted toenails?"

Oh. I forgot. I wasn't expecting company so I'd been padding around the apartment barefoot. At least I had drawstring pants on. To hide the pair of faded microfiber panties I wore underneath. An old pair of Kay's, as a matter of fact. We took the same size 7.

"Oh, I...That's nothing. A joke-a bet I mean. For Halloween."

"Halloween was like...a month ago." More escaping foam the back of her slender hand had to catch. It reminded me of all the blowjobs. The same tidying gesture.

"Sorry. It's a long story..."

The story was: ever since our breakup, shortly after which I started having Craigslist sex with other guys, bottom sex that is, I'd developed this intense desire to, well, explore my feminine side. Hence the painted toenails. The shaved body hair, including my genitals. The wig in the closet. The makeup kit in the bathroom drawer. And hence Kay's stolen bikini panties, which used to reside under my pillow but now could be found, like tonight, hugging my shaved genitals.

"You don't have to apologize to me. It's none of my business what you're into." An emptying swig. "Can I have another?" bottle thrust out. Mine was barely half empty.

As I headed to the fridge Kay said: "This is my ceremonial last goodbye to drinking for awhile..."

"Why?"

"I'll tell you when I get back. Do you have a hard on?"

"It shows? Sorry."

"Why do you keep apologizing all the time?"

"I get a hard on just thinking about you, dear," I said, with emotion.

"Aw..." She took the bottle. "Now let's toast. To something really monumental."

"What?"

Our bottles clanked. Kay drank heartily, and swallowed, then flashed a radiant smile. She was positively, pinkly beaming.

"I'm pregnant," she announced.

I choked. "No!" I rasped.

"My gynecologist confirmed it this afternoon. I'm about three weeks' pregnant. Missed my period, failed one of those home pregnancy kit tests, then confirmed it today. Isn't that exciting?"

"I...No! Is it?" My head was in a whirl. "By...whom?"

She drank. "Terri. I think."

"The Jamaican guy you've been...You mean there's more than one possibility?" Now I drank.

Kay lowered her bottle. More lip suds. "I told you nearly a year ago. Once I got the taste of sex with other guys...I can't get enough."

"Jesus, Kay!"

"But I'm 98% sure it's Terri."

"He's black!"

"Correct. So?"

"So you're...Does he know?"

Kay was swallowing more German beer. She shook her head."

"No and he's not going to either. I don't want some guy whose only connection to me is the big black cock he's been poking me with for six months telling me what I have to do now that I'm pregnant. I'm gonna have the baby. Period."

"WHY Katlyn?"

She shrugged. "Cause I want a child. Accident or no accident, I don't care. Black or white I don't care. Although all the guys recently have been black, so..."

"Is he married?"

"Terri? Married with three kids. Why do you think he's been coming to bang me at our apartment all these months?"

In the midst of this madness I was almost touched. Almost. Did she still consider it "our" apartment?

"So let me get this straight. You're not going to tell the man he's the father of..."

Kay swallowed, and frowned. "No. He wouldn't care. All he'd do is panic and insist I get rid of it. Which I'm not going to do." Another swig. "So I'll just break it off with him, make up some story, tell him it's over. Bang. So long."

"Sort of like with me," I said indignantly, glancing off to the side, into a recent past as bitter as the Pilsener.

"Not true. I thought I let you down very gently."

"Hunh. Coulda fooled me."

"You're the one who wanted me to fuck other guys. What did you think was gonna happen."

"We could've coexisted. I was willing..."

"Let's not go down that old road again. I didn't come here to argue." Her face brightened. Although the beer was bringing some age-gravity to it. She was, after all, nearly 30 now. "I came here to celebrate with you!"

Celebrate or rub it in? And why with me? Sadism? I bit my tongue.

She held her empty bottle up. I retrieved another. Or rather, two. I was empty as well. I needed to pee, but...

"So," she said, after a short silence, with a little bounce on my couch.

I waited. What? She looked at the bottle in my lap. Or perhaps beyond it at the hard-on in my baggy pants.

"First of all, let me say...," she began. I don't know why, but I intuited a sales pitch of some kind was coming. "I have absolutely no problem being a single mother. Or an unwed mother or whatever you want to call it..."

She drank.

"On the other hand..." That luminous smile again. "Remember how when we were still together we used to always talk about moving upstate? Remember those trips we'd take on weekends and vacations and you took me to that one place where you used to live before moving to the City and there were vineyards on the lake and I said how beautiful it was let's move here like right now? And we kept talking about but never did it...?"

I hung my head. "Wish we had've. Maybe we'd still be together."

"We are together, darling." Darling? She leaned forward and patted my knee. "I'm right here."

"I don't mean...spatially, Katlyn. I mean, you know, married."

Now it was my ex's turn to humf. "You had your chances. I asked you a million times to marry me. Including, like, a few weeks before that first time I, you know, did it with another guy."

"I always considered us married. It just wasn't..."

Kay flashed a terse not-going-there smile. "In that case then, by your logic, we still ARE married. So what's the big deal?"

I started to object. But abruptly all the air went out of my argument. I felt a little drunk. And I needed to pee.

"So what do you think of my retro idea?" she asked, after a swig.

"What idea?"

"Moving upstate! I have it all planned out. I carry my baby to term...only you and I and my parents, maybe, know about it. And maybe your parents. No, that's probably not a very good idea is it? Anyway, I have the baby then we pack up and move upstate where nobody knows us. We can claim we adopted the baby-a little African baby or whatever..."

"That's half-white...," I tossed in.

"No. The first one is black. After that they get lighter."

"Oh, there's going to be more?"

"I'm just saying. Asshole."

"Nice."

"Let me finish, OK? I've thought this all out. Or, I don't know, we-you-claim it's a baby from a previous marriage. At any rate you're the daddy."

"I am?"

"The surrogate daddy. Then I get a teaching job-I can get a job anywhere in the state-and you, who knows, maybe we can live frugally enough, in a little cabin or something-"

"Cabin?"

"-so that you, just for argument's sake, you could stay home and play mommy to our baby."

"Mommy?"

"You know what I mean. You always told me you wanted to be a house-husband."

"I never said that."

"Yes you did. Lots of times. You implied it, anyway."

"I said...I said back when you announced you were going to start sleeping with other guys, I said that I would be willing to, you know, take on more of the housework duties so, you know-"

"I had more free time."

"Yes."

"And you did a wonderful job at that," Kay said, leaning over to pat my knee again. Her lipstick was starting to smear. "This would be the same thing. Only different. Taking care of our beautiful little bi-racial child." Then came the pitch: "Do you realize what a wonderful, wonderful daddy you'll make?"

I jumped up, beer spilling. "Christ, Kay! Stop it! This is...I can't...I don't know about any of this. I want to be with you again and all but...Jesus!"

"It is a big deal, I realize," she said half-soberly. "Sit down. You're making me nervous."

"You should be nervous!"

"SIT DOWN! It's a big decision, I know. You need time. Unfortunately..." Kay was reaching behind herself. For her shoulder bag. "This is the other reason I wanted to come over tonight. I found this online and as soon as I saw it...I thought of you, my darling."

My ex (or, by her logic, my current) had fished out of her unstylish bag some sort of odd device. It consisted of two, let's say, probes, one about the diameter of a traditional mercury thermometer, the other about the diameter of dime. Both appeared to be solid metal, about six inches long, with rounded tips. Connected to their bases were wires wiggling down to what appeared to be some kind of small control box.

"What's this?" I asked, warily.

"Isn't it cool?"

"What is it?"

"Want to find out?"

I shrugged.

"Let's finish our beers then we'll go in your bedroom and I'll show you. It'll be like old times."

"OK but I need to pee."

"Hold it," she said rather a little too forcefully. Her face softened. "I mean...wait until we're finished."

"With what?"

"You still have a blindfold? And ropes?"

"Bedside drawer." Anticipation-and mystery-were making me harder by the second. What was this all about?

Kay drained her third bottle of beer and said, "Let's go."

"You'll need to be completely naked for this," Kay advised. Then, glancing down at the figure-8 inside my drawstrings, which I'd lowered in one discreet thrust, she asked: "Those my panties?

"No matter. I don't care at this point. What happened to all your body hair?"

"Been shaving it."

"O-kay...Whatever." After putting the blindfold on me Kay said: "Before I can tie you up I need you in a couple of different positions, so...For starters, lie on your belly and spread your legs. Where's the lube?"

"Same drawer. Behind the ropes, maybe." I was now blind. I crawled to the center of the bed and lay on my belly, as instructed, and spread my shaved legs into a wide V.

"This is going to be cold, at first," Kay advised. She was right. And I flinched. But the thicker of the probes she pushed lubricated into my ass was nothing, relatively speaking.

"What happened to the tight little asshole I used to know so well? Dildos?" referring to the one in the drawer she'd undoubtedly noticed.

"Among other things..."

"Boys' cocks? I always knew you were gay."

"Bi."

"Whatever. Sissy boy." She spanked my left butt-cheek. Oh god! I thought. How I missed that hand. Those spankings and whippings she used to give me. The welts. The occasional spurt of blood. The pain of sitting for the next few days...

"Now roll over," she instructed, as if I were a dog. "This may hurt a little."

It did. My back arched as she pushed the lubricated probe-the thinner one-down my urethra.

"Damn!" I cried. It went in deep, deeper. I wondered if blood was leaking out of my circumcised head.

"It would be easier if you weren't hard but...Whatever. There. It's in. You now have two electrical probes up your ass and in your penis. They're both about six inches deep. Now I'm going to tie you up quite tight. Because the pain is going to be...let's just say it's going to be significant, OK?"

"What's significant?" I asked, as I yielded my left hand to her, and she secured it-tightly-to the bedpost.

"You'll find out. Shut up."

And with that Kay went about tying my naked, skinny, hairless body to the four posts. She was right. I was tied up tight. Anything more and I would feel like I was on a medieval torturer's rack.

"This is one," she said. And I felt a buzz, more like a quick vibration, in my cock and deep in my ass.

"This is two..."

A shock. Like in winter when you touch a lightswitch. The static elecricity. Except this was deep in my body. My privates.

"This is three. You should begin to experience some real pain now."

"Ow!" My body jumped. A bit.

"Like it?"

"I'm...OK." I'd experienced worse, at her hands. Whippings until my buttocks bled...

"Let's jump over four to five, shall we?"

I screamed. The hot pain was streaking though by body. Up my asshole along my spine, and through my penis to my bladder. My legs shook, involuntarily.

"No screaming. Your neighbors will think I'm, like, murdering you."

I wondered if she was. I was still young-mid thirties-and healthy as far as I knew. But...could my heart take this pain? This sadism?

She hit the button again. Level 5. I shrieked. The pain was almost unbearable.

"I need to tape your mouth shut, you asshole."

My chest was heaving. I could barely...speak. "In the...kitchen. Cabinet. Duck...," meaning duct. Tape.

Kay left the room. I was relieved. My whole body was on fire, and vibrating. I needed a minute-to recover. God, I thought. God! How much more of this can I take? What's her point?

She smeared a strip of duct tape over my mouth. Then-while her hand was up there-slapped my left cheek. "Fucker," she said. "Keep quiet. Let's try level 6."

"No!" I mutely protested, under the tape.

But I was helpless. At her mercy. My whole body jumped with the charge. And again with her second push of the button. I was screaming-inside my head. I thought-really thought-it might explode.

"PLEASE!" I would've cried, had I been able.

"I want you to know that I'm naked now. I removed all my clothes. Do you like me naked? Hunh?"

A thousand bees buzzed inside my skull. I managed a nod.

"Do you love me?"

"Mm," I managed, under the tape. The pain receding, a little. Momentarily.

"Will you be the father of my little baby? Hm? Seven."

My scream broke the tape away with its force. She smeared it down. Slapped me again. "Prick. Cocksucker. You love a good cock don't you?"

Seven again. I'm dying, I thought, in some small recess of my boiling brain.

"Let's jump to nine," she said, as I fought below her against the constraints. No! I shouted impotently, against the tape. "I'm told ten is unbearable. But nine...Let's see..."

Once again the tape broke free with my scream, my shriek. It must've resonated through the whole apartment building. And down the street. People walking their dogs on the Brooklyn sidewalk must've paused and asked themselves: "What the fuck was THAT? A drone attack?"

It felt like a whole minute though it was probably only ten seconds or so-my shocked body violently vibrating on the bed. Curiously, above all the confluences of pain, my nipples felt like they were on fire. If unmasked I would've expected to see flames erupting from them. Like a volcano.

"Shall we go for ten?" Kay asked, sadistically. Her pretty face was pressed close to my tortured one. She grabbed my chin. Gave it a shake.

"I think we should go for ten."

"No, please...," I begged. Copious liquid was streaming from the corners of my eyes. I wondered if it was blood. My scalp, and its thinning dark hair, were on fire.

"Beg me."

"Please," I said weakly. "Please..."

"Please what?"

"Please don't...No more...Please...I beg...of...you..."

"Answer me: Do you love me?"

"Yes. Yes! You know that..."

"Will you do what I request?"

"Yes."

"Unconvincing. Let's try ten."

"No! Yes!"

"Which, asshole!"

"Yes! Anything!"

Her tone softened-though she was still gripping my stubbled chin. "Will you be my baby's father?"

"Yes."

"You sure?"

She jolted me. A six perhaps.

"Yes, darling! Please! Yes!"

"You'll change our little child's diapers?"

"Yes."

"Drive him to school?"

"Yes." Though I wondered how she knew it was a he. Wishful thinking?

"You'll teach him how to drive when the time comes?"

We were moving right along. "Yes, dear. Yes, my precious"

"That's more like it. And move him into his college dorm?"

She had it all planned out. "Yes. Yes," I affirmed. 

"You swear?"

"I do," I said gratefully.

"Should we start the whole process over again?"

"No!" I begged. "Please..."

"Say 'I do.' Swear it."

"I...do."

"What?"

"I do!"

"One last time..." She zapped me. My body quivered. I wondered if it would ever stop.

"OK. I'm convinced," she said, nonchalantly. As if we were discussing, I don't know, tomorrow's weather.

With a sudden yank both probes exited my body. With another yank she pulled the blindfold up.

"Oh god," she observed. "Look at the mess..."

My body was so electrified, so on fire, I couldn't even feel it. The urine pouring from my limp penis, that is. I looked down. The wet spot was already huge-the size of a stop sign. And growing.

I looked at Kay's beautiful, white, naked, pregnant body.

"Sorry," I said.

"Not my bed," she replied. Then, climbing naked on it-straddling me: "Oh what the hell. I have to go too. All that beer."

Hers hit my lower belly, and shaved genitals, with a crash. I could only think, as her hot urine mingled my quickly cooling load...She'll have to wash her legs off. From the splash.

After she'd emptied her bladder on me-and not for the first time-Kay climbed off the bed and stood naked and dripping on my bedroom carpet.

"I'm not going to untie you just yet. I'm going to let you stew in your juices for awhile, so to speak, and think about all the ways you're going to be a wonderful husband to me, and a great daddy for my child. OK? Now I'm going to rinse off in your shower and then run out and get another sixpack. My drinking ends tonight at midnight so I only..." glancing at the bedside clock, "have another couple hours to go. Who knows? Maybe I'll pee on you again..."

As Kay headed for the shower my body-still stiff, still on fire-eased into the wet, soggy mattress. All the pee was actually a good thing. As it quickly cooled it helped put out the electrified inferno raging inside my body and across my skin. To the extent I could, I shivered. It felt late-very late-but by the bedside clock it was only 9:20. Kay would have to hurry to beat 10 pm curfew. Not that she couldn't probably blowjob her way out of an arrest if a soldier caught her.

Just as I-good husband, bound to the bed in a marsh of our combined urine-resolved to remind her of the curfew she appeared in the bathroom doorway. Still naked, still unwashed. Still dripping. My shower running steamily in the background.

"Have there been any drone attacks in your neighborhood lately?"




Daddy Dearest



I thought for a moment. My neurons were frazzled. "No. No...I don't think so."

"Good." She disappeared.

Life would be better in the country, I thought. Safer. A better place to raise a family. I had a sudden, uplifting thought:

You're going to be a daddy!



Daddy Dearest Ch. 02



Charlene

"Hi Dad, just thought I would drop by and see 'whatsa happenen'!"

"Hi Charley, I see you are off from school today sweetheart, have you got something on your mind? Come here and give your old man a kiss."

"Yes, somethings bugging me. I am going to do a bit of shopping then I intend to stop by your house – unless you have some other plans? We can blab about it then, okay?"

"Great," as I put my arms about my gorgeous oldest daughter. Holding her against me for a quick kiss I discover she is making a 3 point suspension against my body, two spikes in the chest and, the pressure of her feminine mound against my groin, as she brazenly arches her back. Wow, I just don't know what to make of this first time experience from my quiet, conservative, scholarly and soon to be a 24 year old professor. Blond and statuesque, truly a winner for life's adventures.

"See ya." And she left my office.

* * * * * *

Sitting on the couch across from me I enjoy the fantastic view of her crossing her shapely long legs, while I relax in my recliner. She sips her scotch on the rocks, and puts the glass down on the coffee table. She then looks me straight in the eyes and blurts out, "So tell me Daddy, how long have you been fucking Audra?"

I almost choke and drop my glass. "How the hell do you know about that," I stammered? 

"Well, I cut a class a few months ago, and to fill in my day, I stopped off to see you at home. At first I thought you were out, but then I heard noises coming from your bedroom. I looked in and saw you and Audra going at it and I got ready to dial 911 because it appeared you were raping my sister – only to observe her intense need, to realize no rape was involved – totally consensual! I was shocked at first, but then became aroused when I realized the sheer beauty, and great pleasure, that two adults were giving each other. Not wishing to create problems, I just left."

"I'm so sorry my dear. After Audra became 18, Mom gave her condoms because she knew she was hot stuff, with a strong urge to be functional, that is with the boys she was dating. Unfortunately she was having so many problems in finding someone that she could love, and enhance her needs for getting fucked. You know, a relationship that has meaning. One night she came to me and started this secret tryst with me to keep her comfy, instead of having hot pants for whoever she dated. Oh, she is still getting nailed occasionally, but her selection of partners improved considerably. As for myself, I was so happy to thrill her, while making myself quite comfortable, at the same time."

"Dad, you're terrible, what if you knocked her up? Don't you realize the danger here, that is, if authorities found out, even though she is an adult? What would you ever do with a baby, lock it in a closet and hope it never gets out?"

"Charley, we had fun for 6 months, and now that she is living with a boyfriend, she only comes over occasionally for a good time; the little nymphomaniac still likes a bit of variety, and wants to cheer me up. Even in my horniness, I saw the danger and decided my family was large enough, so I went and did the honorable thing, and had a vasectomy. You could say that I am now an animated fully functional dildo; however, I am quite happy about it. Thus I can see no logical problems. Sexual relief is now just a rub away, and a lot more intimate, and loving. We both enjoy the intense fun of a good hot time together."

"As you know Dad, my major is philosophy, and I am looking here at two hedonistic creatures resolving their sexual tensions in a communistic, but rational fashion – and I honestly cannot find fault with your logic. Jesus Dad, give me a moment to think about this!"

"Let me go and refresh your drink Charlene." 

Going to the kitchen I measure out a couple of double scotchs with the hope of keeping the situation mellow. I give Charley back her drink, and slip back into my recliner. After she takes a couple of sips, she puts the glass down and uncrosses those beautiful legs. She clears her throat to speak looking directly into my eyes. I notice a slow scissoring of her thighs while her breathing increases. My brain shouts, "good grief, I know whats coming!"

"Dad, as you know I too am a bit isolated from the real world, and I guess through heredity, have the same intense needs as my sister, that forces me to use males like Kleenex tissues. With Audra tied up with her beau now, giving you a bit more slack, would you like to take on another correspondent joining your little sex cult? Now if it will interfere with you getting into a relationship, I will back off."

With that said, I toss about ½ my scotch down my throat, cough, catch my breath, "Wow girl, this is totally unexpected, but since I have been blessed by nature as a satyr, there is no way in hell I can refuse you my Darling." 

As I start to rise from my recliner, Charley opens her thighs and I can see the gusset of her panties is soaking wet. I walk to her, sit down on the couch and pull her into my arms while my cock hardens immediately. I start softly kissing her lips while her arms wrap around me and pull me tight against her. Her tongue pressures effortlessly into my mouth, while my hand slips under her dress to put my fingers onto her wet panties, and slowly caress what I believe is the swollen lips of her cunt.

As our lips separate she moans the feminine verse "Oh Daddy, I really need you!" While I respond in the masculine "Yes, Charlene, I really want you!" 

We break apart and she decides to take a quick shower first, and heads for my bathroom. I quickly go to my bedroom, remove my clothes setting them down beside my daughters. 

Entering my bathroom I see the distorted naked beauty of my daughter, and my excitement climbs. Opening the shower door there is no longer optical obstructions, and I am overwhelmed by her pure beauty.

"Charley, I am a bit dizzy, I have never been with a woman of your beauty."

She laughs and looks at me, "tonight it's your job to perform Mr Dildo. I need no sweet talk," as she moves out from under the shower head and moves into my arms. 

Her wet body with its radiant heat makes me tingle all over, as my cock presses into her thighs, that she moves apart slightly to let its hardness slide up against the hot folds of her pussy. She then grinds her cunt along my shaft while our lips meet and tongues duel. She stops her undulations, while I pick up where she left off with my thrusting cock now sliding along the length of her slippery pussy.

"Whoa, slow down mister," as she separates and pushes me under the stream of water. "Yes, I love the animated part, but you are one dildo that I have no intention of wearing out - but using for both our pleasure."

With that said, she knelt down in front of me and started stroking my cock, to put her lips on the tip and roll her tongue around it while enjoying the presence of some precum, before swallowing the whole thing down her throat; while she manipulated her throat muscles and simultaneously lashed my cock with her tongue. 

"Oh shit!" I cried. "I feel I got my cock stuck in a washing machine! Where the hell did you learn that?"

Popping my cock out of mouth she stands up and turns the water off. "Daddy, I am not a virgin, but I am not about to recount how many one night stands I enjoyed for my education. Now get your ass out of this shower, dry off and meet me in bed because I am going to fuck your brains out!"

"Say girl, your the one with the pussy, and that makes you the fuckee!"

"Let's get this show on the road, we can quibble after you've filled my pussy with your hot sperm... Opps, I should say ejaculate. Audra told me how much you love to cum into her pussy, but left off the fact that you were fixed."

"What the hell, can't you girls ever keep a secret?"

After we dry off my girl scrambles off to my bed. 

"Come on Daddy, lie on your back and lets start. I wanted to do this with you long ago, and I am glad that you had the good sense not to abuse me so that I am able to come to you as an adoring open minded adult female seeking your pleasure – while enjoying my sexual relief."

She then climbs above my body, plants her knees above my head and takes my cock, and starts administering to it with her delightful mouth. I see her pussy floating above me, her natural golden maiden hair sparkling with drops of girl dew announcing how juicy, and ready my daughter is.

"Aren't we the eager beaver," as I pull on her hips to move her bloated pussy lips closer to mine. Upon contact I feel her shiver with delight while she sensuously slides her lips and tongue over my cock, stopping only when her lips collide with cock base.

Hot Damn is she juicy and tasty! My tongue penetrates her lips, and starts dancing about the entrance of her vagina - while she urges me onward with squeals of delight. "I feel like such a bad little girl Daddy, with you licking my cunt like this. Oh God! Don't stop, if I cum don't worry, uhh, because the only way I will be sated is when you ejaculate into by womb. Mmmfff." 

Slurp, "It's wonderful to be doing this for each other as wild animals. Now I will be going after your little love button." I then circle the hood with the tip of my tongue while my daughter starts undulating. When I am in direct contact with her clitoris, my daughter starts shaking and pulling away.

"Daddy STOP it, it is too intense, I need your firm prick buried in my cunt now. Please fuck me!" 

She rotates her body and straddles me. Grasping my cock she steers it toward her vagina. "Hold still Daddy, and let me do the honors." 

I feel myself slowly sinking into her as she agonizingly reaches for the base of my cock with her torrid pussy. When her groin bumps against me, and I feel her ass kissing my testicles, we both gasp a sigh of happiness while adjusting our bodies to the realities of what we wish to accomplish.

"When I was still a virgin, and celebrating my 19th birthday, this is exactly what I dreamed of doing with you to celebrate the occasion – giving my cherry to the one I truly love! Oh! oh, Daddy dear, I love you so much, and now can comfortably deal with this secret, uh family secret, now that I am older. Mmm, Thank you so much for loving me, and finally letting me come to you. God, I am so hot, now lets get into some serious fucking."

"Thats it Daddy, slow sensuous and tender, I love your hands on my tits. Since this is our first time, I feel as if I am finally giving my virginity to you. OOh, Dad, your so big and I feel so filled I don't want this ever to stop. [pant] Please let me lead the tempo until you are ready to change position. You see, I really am here for you, even though selfishly interested in cumming all over your hard cock. Ohh! Hold me close and feel me."

I pull her body down and press her beautiful tits into my chest while she tilts her head to put her lips lightly on mine while her tongue slides against mine replicating the rhythm of what is occurring within her pussy. 

"Oh Charlene, I love you" as our rhythm increases and I feel her lips upon my neck, while enjoying her gasps of pleasure.

"Hold me, I really need this bad and you feel so good. I want it all the way, oh, deep inside of me. Oh my lover, fuck me hard!" Now her nipples are digging into me telegraphing her excitement, while I feel her sucking on my neck in a passion that is matching mine.

"Oh Daddy, I am so close," as she starts bucking frantically - while I am hanging on for dear life. 

"Argh, I am coming Daughterrrr.," as I feel her lurch and cry out while I am pouring my churning cum into the depths of her pussy; that is now spasming excitedly, her cunt clenching onto my invading penis - while she is matching my discharge into her with her own juices, now mixed with mine oozing past our intimate carnal connection. 

She moves up to look into my eyes with a big grin on her face after feeling me completely drain my last heated discharge into her cunt after a few cycles of orgasming together. Feeling me start to shrink within her, she lovingly undulates a few strokes before she lifts off of me, leaving with a beautiful dripping cream pie with strings of cum still attached to my cock as proof of our beautiful adventure together. Moving further apart she bends over and gently covers my face with tiny kisses, accenting her gratitude and intense love.

"That was wonderful Dad. Now lets get a bit of rest. You do realize I am spending the night with you lover! You could say I am making up for lost time."

"Yes darling, I am quite drowsy. Please wake me up when you need me again. I love you?"

"I will Daddy, and I hope Audra sees your hickey that I gave you, so I can win the bet."

"You girls are terrible! Have you no modesty whatsoever? Oh well, wake me up when you are recharged for your next fucking. Goodnight Charley."



Daddy Dearest Ch. 03



The Daddy Dearest series was written to match the style of the 1970 screen plays for XXX porn industry. Emphasis however, is on the modern honesty, and superior communications of the present adult community. Philosophy is also added to the mix to improve reality. 

Ideally chapter 1 was to be a quick enticement, followed by chapter 2 that brought you deep into the story.

The Cast: 

Daddy, a math professor that has helped raise 3 adult daughters.

Audra, a 19 year old nymphomaniac that is getting ready to enter med school. She is currently living with her boy friend.

Brenda, a 21 year old cosmologist who was living with her mom. 

Charlene, a 23 year old Philosophy major, and the central figure in this fictional romp (that has some basis in fact – that we shall leave to the reader's imagination)!!

Mom, a 45 year old divorcee that is a business manager - that was doing her best to raise her remaining daughter.

[NOTE: It would be best to start with chapter 1 to gain the total impact of this trilogy. The speed/rhythm of these tales is centered upon the women I have dated (women with IQs greater than 112), and my association with the older porn stars whose interest was primarily to have fun.]

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Brenda: Dressing for sex?

"Gosh Dad, you are a lifesaver. I feel like a fairy princess rescued from the flaming dragon!"

"Sweetheart, you should not talk about your mother that way, she really was trying to raise you the best she could. Now that you are 21 you can pick and choose the direction for your life. I think it wonderful that you chose to put yourself in my hands for a bit of guidance."

"Dad, you are wonderful. Picking me up in this rented SUV so you could take along all my belongings, giving permanence to my separation from Mom. You are my knight on a silver stallion, and I will reward you with all my love."

"Lets not get into that right now Brenda, I am seriously driving! We will be able to relax in Denver, halfway to your new home Baby."

"Dad, I am glad Mom saw the light, I am just not cosmologist material. You are absolutely correct that my field of study should be engineering, like you big Daddy! I am the scrawny athletic type, 5' 2 inch 98 pound marathon runner, not at all like my sisters. I enjoy putting things together and making them work – and I am not talking about sex! I know my sisters are limited, with sex foremost on their mind, and must admit that I kinda have the same problem – I just haven't found my comfortable niche yet. After talking to my siblings I have finally realized the direction I must go, following your advise would be the best. I guess we all have a love affair with you Dad."

"Darn it, you're making me blush. Sworn to secrecy just isn't modern apparently! Who else knows?"

"Mom only suspects you're screwing my sisters, they don't make confessions to her any more, so you're safe there Dad. Now will you feel less guilty if I use them as blackmail to insure my share?"

"Look Pumpkin, I am proud you are so wise, and totally respect your open-minded attitude, but shouldn't we discuss this in the hotel?"

"Get with it Dad, you're male and you will be stuffing my pussy in a heartbeat after the door closes on our room, especially since you know that I am a party girl that tries to make all the boys happy! It is funny that Mom let me go with you, with her knowing what a slut I am! She plied me with birth control and kept her fingers crossed. The night of my 18th birthday was the night I first became a woman by going all the way painlessly, it was all pleasure because my cherry was taken earlier by sport activities, so you can see my avid interest right from the start!"

"Dam it, cut that out sweetheart, we are just 30 minutes from the hotel, and there is no rest area's left to pull you over and have you sit in my lap to drain my cock, that now has your attention! Remember, by your thinking, us males are just dogs in heat, so have a little pity for your old man."

"Thank you Daddy. You make me so happy because I am so plain compared to by beautiful sisters, so I really appreciate your desire for me. Although I am a small girl, my pussy is large to accommodate all males, and I have the muscles in the right place to make up for my size, and to return the pleasure their cocks give me!"

"Cool it bitch. Lets talk about school now (but hang onto that thought when we get to our room). For the last 12 hours we talked about your relationships, clothes, sites observed, family, food, your marathons, volleyball, soccer, basketball - and now you want to frustrate me? Have mercy on me Baby."

"OK Daddy, I really want to please you for rescuing me!"

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"So what do you think of the room Dumpling?"

"Golly Daddy, its beautiful. I don't think we will be needing the extra bed however. Now let me take my jeans and panties down to make you comfortable before dinner. Come on over, I am so wet you will slide right in. Let me be your appetizer with a quicky!"

"You girls are so sexually aggressive you are a total turn on! Don't you want to take your clothes off first?"

"Don't be silly Dad, lets get basic, I know you want to cum now, and I want to feel you cumming into me!"

She then walks over to the couch. Spreading her legs to the limit her panties and jeans permit, she bends over the armrest presenting a beautiful target of wet pussy lips framed by a tangle of black pubic hairs.

"Now don't be bashful, take out your hard cock and shove it into my juicy cunt, and let nature take us both to heaven!" 

"That's it Dad, rub your cock against my clit, rub it on my wet cunt to lube it up, while teasing the shit out of me. God, I so ready."

She does have a large floppy cunt for so tiny a girl. Yet it feels so good I grasp her hips and start to ease my cock easily into her torrid juicy vagina.

"Oh my, I can feel your knob entering me, God! I'm so hot and it feels so good slushing into my wetness. Yes big Daddy, that is where you belong. All the way inside! Fuck, I love the feel of your balls slapping against my lips. Now its my turn to give you a treat. Mmm!

"Brenda, this is so unusual for me, but I just can't stop fucking you. Oh- oh, there are the muscles you were talking about. I slipped into you so easily, and now you are energetically milking me with your pussy."

"Go for it Daddy, Ooo!, I didn't think you would be long enough to tap my cervix, Ahhh, and that is a nice surprise. Hump me Daddy, I want to feel you flood my cunt. Ohh, this first time is all for you lover."

"Brenda, I am real close, shit, I want to feel you cum darling."

"Please don't be an asshole, I Uhh want to feel you spurting inside me. I am the one, oh fuck, with enough control to squirt on top of your semen, so don't try to spare your rod. We have all night to fuck your brains.... Uh, our brains.....Oh God, I can feel you quivering, thats it Daddy, let go! Fill me up with your cum!"

"Brenda, your pussy is sucking and dragging me into you, fusing our bodies as one!" It is difficult to fathom where my body ends and hers begin as I get the familiar feeling of ejaculation only to spurt my hot sperm into her depths - that I feel is infinity, I enjoy this wondrous feeling of my daughter's body shaking in excitement, while I feel a flow of her juices now mixing in with my cum - cascading out of our incestuous junction, and onto my testicles. "Brenda, I love you girl, and thank you baby. I needed you. Come here lover." As my cock vacates her tiny body

She then turns around and moves into my arms so than my deflating cock slides between her thighs and against her pussy lips, separating them for minor penetration into her expanded sopping wet carnal cavern. Standing on her toes, she kisses me back with vibrant enthusiasm while our tongues dance together.

"Uh, if you are still interested Pop, I am here for you. I just love to fuck, and the feel of you slipping about in our juices is very stimulating."

"Well, uh please don't take this as a turn-down, but you emptied me for now my dear. I love you baby," more kissing, "and after we recharge from dinner, I will definitely need you."

"Now that is what I want to hear. In all honesty I am somewhat of a nymphomaniac, so I will be ready for you any time you need me. I will try to be thoughtful when I get horny because I just don't want to ruin our good relationship, that is if you don't mind me getting laid by other friends."

"Your old man is a voyeur that could not resist kissing you everywhere while you were cumming on another's cock, or even fucking you while you were licking my girlfriends cunt. Your masculine open attitude mimics mine, so in a way we are a married team! Pull your panties and jeans back up, and lets go to diner love!"

"Dad, don't be so callous, let me wash up and patch up my makeup, I just don't want to advertise that I am your freshly fucked daughter."

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"Dad, that dinner was delightful. I think you are trying to spoil me! Regardless, Thank you."

"You're spoiling me with your wanton eagerness Brenda. In a positive way I am just getting even! You are the cutest pixie ever, with the knowledge on how to make a man insane with lust. Next time you will have to wear a dress so I can slide my hands up it, to fondle and caress you sweetheart."

"Enough Dad, turn something on TV while I change into something more comfortable, and I will be with you on the couch."

"Lets see whats on, News is too depressing, War movies – forget it, darn it they just don't make musicals anymore. Porn is a waste when you have an imaginative oversexed daughter. Ah, this comedy should be fun, and its a little spicy. I know if we get into it, we will most likely get carried away. (I hope) It will be starting in 10 minutes lover."

"I'll be right there Daddy, hope you won't mind my nightie."

"Darling, you make me so happy that I wouldn't care if you were nude... In fact I kinda like that idea."

"Audra and Charlene are right, you have turned into a dirty old man! Just remember I am a good girl, and that I keep my clothes on around males, unless we are skinny dipping! I am so plain that I believe boys enjoy using me physically, and are not that interested in looking at me. I saw how you ogled the waitress, even though it is your cum dripping out of me onto the pad I wore at dinnertime."

"Honey you will have to get over this hangup, you are a beautiful pixie that happens to be a powerful siren that could lure any man you want into your bed. I love you and you excite the crap out of me when I look at you, especially with your eyes flirting away."

"See just what I said, your goals are a lot higher than mine. I love looking at your prick and thinking how beautiful it feels filling up my pussy! Say, I am beginning to see your point. What did you say was playing on TV?"

"It will be a surprise Brenda, now get your ass out here. Wow, you're beautiful sweetheart! Come sit beside me." 

I pat the couch to demonstrate her 'landing clearance' watching her float gracefully down next to me; while intoxicating me with her delightful fragrance - accented with the rustling of her short nightie. I cannot resist her, and pull her into my arms for a deep lover's kiss. Holding her close I start nibbling on her neck while my hand sneaks up her thigh under her nightie to be surprised by the feel of her silk panties. In mild shock I turn the TV off.

"What's this, I thought we were intimate enough that barriers would not exist my Love?"

"You could say my Mama trained me well. I am a good girl, I am! I could come home after a date with my panties dripping in sperm, and if I told Mom that I never took them off, she would be happy that I was a 'good girl'. Keeping them on while boys would slip them aside to lick or fuck my pussy kinda became my trademark, and seemed to add to the sexual adventure. Oh my, I love what you're doing to my titties. You could say I learned to dress for sex. Uh, feels so good, boys my age tend to ignore them!"

"Sounds like you have a bit of a hangup Darling. As I cup your cunt with my palm I can feel your pubic hairs crunch under the material, and that is very sexy."

"Talk to me, I just love being laid by older men, they are more considerate and enjoy honest communication. Full intercourse - the total coupling of humans. The integration of sex organs that has nature's driving force as motivation, and then we have the coupling of mind and spirit and our very human need for love, and to be loving. Ah, thats it Dad, rub my clit and stick your fingers into me." She then presses her body against me while her tongue starts to lick my lips, and then darts to meet mine for a little delightful warfare.

While she is undulating on my invading fingers I break the kiss and look into her beautiful wide open eyes and say, "lets work on your hangup, will you go skinny dipping with me in the hot tub?"

"Daddy, I will do anything you ask, you just got me so hot. Just keep the lights down because I don't want to be in a spotlight."

"Your demand is my command baby. I will go and start it up." As I stand to leave the room I see this little 'lost girl' expression, that adds to my daughter's charm.

When I get back to her she is watching TV and smiling, meaning danger - you are going to get it! I start to disrobe hanging up my clothes, and I lay down on the bed. She immediately turns the TV off and climbs onto the bed and insists I roll onto my back, where she straddles me pinning my cock down with her large mound and inflated labia. Sensuously she slowly humps my quickly aroused penis. 

"God it feels so good Daddy, let me do the honors," with that she lifts her nightie over her head leaving her cute little titties on display for me to tweak. Instead, I pull her down to drive her spiked nipples into my hairy chest enjoying the feel of her flesh pressing against mine. Her mouth opens gratuitously to greet my invading tongue, while our genitalia is rubbing together hungrily. Her hair is like scented angle wings now caressing my face, modulated by the motion of our bodies. This is heaven! 

Suddenly, she breaks the kiss and lifts her body while moving the gusset of her panties aside. "Sorry Dad, good habits are hard to break. I need you in me now, thats it rub your knob along my seam and push it into me. Oh, God, you feel so good, now think of cumming so I can join my juices with yours, and then run to the tub before it overflows! Overflowing my pussy is permitted!"

She then presses her body back into mine while humping and undulating her muscles to resume our kissing when I totally surrender to her intense assault by ejaculating deeply into her seething vortex. Again I witness the skill of her orgasm control by her excited shaking and moaning of pleasure.

She quickly breaks away and darts into the bathroom shouting back, "its ok, the tub is almost filled and the temperature is about 101, perfect. I am now taking my panties off and going in. You guys always turn into a sloth after a good fuck. Come on and join me for more serious intercourse, verbal and physical. I love you and need you!"

"Take it easy on your old man and let me saunter in there with you. Damn you are a pretty little elf, tiny but all woman! I am hard again just thinking about what you did to me. I don't think I will ever get enough. Please don't let me abuse you by over fucking!"

"Talk straight Dad, I am the female that happens to be the nymphomaniac and party girl here. I am the owner of the cunt that takes two young bucks to relieve themselves by filling their condoms, for me to cum all over the thirds cock. Your egotistical thought of wearing me out is totally humorous! Add the fact that I am an athlete, so it really is a case that I have to watch out for abusing you, or killing you with pleasure; mine more than yours! Now here I am, your willing little fuck toy. Be careful when you turn me on because I am more comfortable with you than any man on the planet!"

"You really make me proud Darling, you have existence carefully cataloged. You are the most brilliant of my offspring's, and higher education has not sucked out your wisdom...Yet. We have to be very careful with your education since academia tends to stimulate arrogance to the point it dilutes the wisdom to properly apply the knowledge acquired."

"Shush Dad! We are here in a hot tub together and I am totally exposed to you, something I have never done with another man that I intend to fuck! This is totally different then skinny dipping with a group because of my desire and need to make love with you, as a totally intimate connection. Thats it, suck on my titties while I slide on your lap a bit so the tip of your prick makes occasional shallow entry. God I am starting to feel extra warm all over Now that your getting back into the mood, hop up on the edge of the tub and present me your cock for a blowjob!"

"Your direct honesty is overwhelming. Men and women usually pussy foot around instead of just going for the gold. Shit, you're treating my cock as a totem rubbing it against your forehead - then your cheeks – kissing the tip, Uh, licking around the knob and then holding it in place with your lips while the tip of your tongue dances into and around its opening. Oh my God, your slathering tongue is attacking the underside while you deep throat me and, Ohh uh, and start the washing machine trick with your throat muscles that I thought was Charlene's talent." I guess the girls share all their secrets, and I suspect this clan is tight lipped to the outside world (lucky me).

"Play with my titties while I suck you to keep my interest up." Slurp Slurp "Try to hold back when you get close, Quiet Dad, your panting and wheezing now because you are not fully in shape. That's it big boy, you're hard as steel, and thats what I want you to shove into my cunt for both of us to cum together."

"Oh Brenda, I need to lick your pussy. I am close enough for us to... Oh Shit, change places. 

Oh thank you. Open your legs for me." And she places her hands on my head to steer my tongue onto her sensitive target. I love the feel of her when she quivers with the touch of my tongue onto her clitoris. Her sexual aroma is now intense as she holds my head fast, while my exploring tongue rolls along her labia, separates them and dives into her vagina – doing the same darting that she experienced when we were making out – kissing that is.

I am enjoying the motions of her body as she undulates rhythmically to my stimulating invasions. I am making her breathing difficult (even though she is extremely aerobic) and she moans with pleasure. I am elated with my accomplishments as I feel here muscular thighs rippling about my head as she goes into a delightful paroxysm of orgasm.

"You sure know how to treat your little girl Dad, come on now and lay down in the tub for me to return the favor." The little minx then gives me the thrill of seeing her exposed cunt edged by a tangle of maiden hair when she plants her feet beside me preparing to straddle my body. The view then disappears into the water, and that prepares me for the oncoming collision of her pussy against my rigid cock.

"Oh I can see this little love toy is just not taking care of you properly. Let me put your stiff big toy into my toy box. Mmm, you can see my toy box was totally empty."

Her fully dilated sleeve slips easily over my hardon until her mound bumps into my groin. She does a few muscular spasms demonstrating her skill of control in pleasing a man, then bends over to me and looks me in the eye stating "right now I want to delve into the feeling of your presence, I want you to enjoy the feel of me connected. I want to lay down on you in my nakedness (something I have never done with any other man) and make deep love with you. Kiss me!"

I feel her wide open pussy easily slide down the full length of my cock. Her soft velvety feel has a wonderful calming effect on me. I rub her tits to feel the nipples spike into my palms first, and then I feel them stab into my chest. I love her panting in excitement. She then raises her body until only the tip of my cock is holding her pussy open, so she can put her lips onto mine. As our tongues entwine she occasionally rocks her hips to deposit stimulating carnal love kisses, almost worshiping the invasion of my prick. She is basically cooing in my arms with her soft moans of happiness. The kiss breaks and she slides back down burying me to the hilt.




Daddy Dearest Ch. 03



"Please stay with me lover, I wish to take my time to enjoy making out with you. I need you inside me, your kisses, your cherishing of my titties, Oh you dirty old man! Now your fingering my asshole. Although I am a firm believer cocks belong in cunts, touching my ass can be a violent trigger for orgasms – So be careful. If you tire of my assault on you, or become in need for relief, just hold the thought and we will towel off and go to bed and make it squeak for our pleasure. God, I am so grateful to you. I feel so safe in your arms. I love you to pieces!"

"Making love with you is the marriage of our thoughts and dreams my Darling, and this emotional coupling is just as torrid as natures driving force for us animals to copulate. Uh, Pardon the philosophy, but it breaks down to; I love you very much Brenda. This little sentence means a lot to me and hopefully you can extrapolate the hidden intensity. Fuck me baby...That's it... Now its my turn to need your kisses."

After fooling around for about an hour with my hands journeying all over her naked body stimulating her to having a couple of frantic orgasms – with me hanging on to her ass. She then gleefully, but slowly, masticates my cock with her cunt until my need becomes overwhelming. We get out of the hot tub, towel off and scramble for the bed like two rabbits in heat.

I push her down on the bed, put her ankles on my shoulders bending her double and easily slip my cock into her wide open pussy. I start slamming into her while she responds with rhythmic undulations mixed with wild spasming until we both explode screaming our adorations. Finally we separate and lay there giggling euphorically. 

"Dad, I am so tired now I am not going to cleanup after all that fun." She then rolls to her side, "lets get some sleep. Please snuggle and spoon with me." With a big smile I snuggle up, put my hand on her tit, slip what is left of my deflating cock along a slippery trail that is coating her thighs, into her wide open gooey (well used) pussy while feeling her body totally relax against me with a sigh, and then I pass out!

I awake to the bed shaking, and look over, its 6:30 in the morning! There is my girl with a fitness T shirt, shorts, and running shoes on leaning over to give me a kiss. "I have to run Dad. I've got to get my hour run in before we have breakfast and hit the road. See you later to discuss a bit of change in your lifestyle. One that I am sure you will enjoy. Love ya!!"

"Hmm, my adult daughters are all alike. They love me for myself, yet want to change me into something else? Go figure? Love ya!"